"If we were to try being more than friends, you'd know--as soon as the glow wore off--that I'd only be using you to replace her. And that's not fair t... you." How can you have so much self-control?" she said, wonderingly."Because if I didn't, I'd end up hurting a very good friend of mine," I replied, staring deep into her eyes. "That's more than reason enough."We gently disengaged ourselves, and left the alcove. The day might have been unseasonably warm, but the shadows were already well. She felthorrible and for a second wanted to tell Chelsea she was as much of aman as anyone but came to her senses. No, she thought, he was a runt,he could not be a real man, there was just no way. How could a 5' 115-pound weakling ever stand up to real men? They would pummel him! Evenevery girl she knew was bigger and stronger and faster and smarterand...No Chelsea was right. They all saw him different now. Theyappreciated him as a maid and she was going to capitalize on that andthat is what. M....my Daddy is fucking me so hard I'm going.... I.... oh fuck Daddy! I'm going to cum!” She screamed at the end as her back arched into me, her mouth opening wide to scream out her pleasure as she came around my cock while my finger rubbed her swollen clit. I faintly heard the woman mumble something about perverted old men as she walked away, her distant clicking heels sounding her retreat from the door. I groaned as the taboo of this situation made me trust into Anna's pussy even harder, the. You feel every vein as it slides in and out of the gaping hole left behind by that plug.I reach up and remove your collar releasing you down on to your hands and knees all while still pegging you as hard as I can when suddenly my husband walks in the room and you panic. Before you can get out a single word he shoves his dick in your mouth forcing it all the way back into your sheeth as far as it will go. You moan and begin cradling his balls like a good little slave boy and you drip all over.