He looked at us and began jacking his dick, constantly looking out to see if anyone was coming in. The Asian guy shot his load, then left so it was ju...t the two of us. After a few minutes of exchanging looks, he motioned his head towards his hard dick, about ten inches long and thick. I caressed it while he continued to look at the door into the steam room. He reached under me and began to finger my ass while I jacked him to orgasm, a good five to six spurts on his chest and belly. He cleaned. The closer I got to her, the more she voiced her approval, and the longer I maintained this subordinate and vulnerable position. Bev was dictating the show, but Wendy was far more subdued.I was losing all self-control. The catalyst was Bev's self-assurance, dominating personality and abundant enjoyment and appreciation of, my performance. The more Bev indicated her delight in the show I was providing, the more provocative I was becoming. I was conscious of the pact Wendy and I had reached with. I had thought – hoped really – that with my apprenticeship over, I would have finally been free of his lectures, but to my extreme exasperation I've come to discover that I still carried the old man with me wherever I went.The overbearing bastard was in my head for Christ's sake!The one thing that I did have with me was my trusty ka-bar, snug in its custom leather sheath on my belt and hidden by my flannel shirt. I'd received the seven inch Marine Corps Combat Knife from my father on my. Bob had nothing to gain and quite a bit to lose. He was as honest as I could have expected given the situation. I still had deep reservations about 'us', but I was willing to try to put us back together.I talked to Sarah and we went to a counselor. He was a bit stunned at our initial story, but soon was caught up and on a level that was useful to us. Sarah came home and we spent the first night together since this all started. Alone we were stiff and almost cold.I worked on being less stiff and.