I quickly unzipped my pants, pulled down my boxers, and began tugging at my dick. I was jerking it slowly, picturing that brunette’s giant tits and ...antasizing about what she looked like naked. I was really starting to get into a rhythm when I heard the door start to open.Reacting quickly, I raced over to a stall, acting like I was just taking a piss. The man walked over to my stall, his heavy footsteps coming to a stop right outside the door. “I saw you out there,” the stranger said, “Rubbing. How was he Russo?” “Very good master, his ass should be nice and stretched for you now..” Master comes over and notices I am still wearing the same attire as last night, “You seem very comfortable in the lingerie I chose for you.” He smirks. “I love it master and I haven’t tried to clean any of the cum off, I wanted to stay filthy just for you. Also, thank you for letting Russo fuck my ass.” He runs his fingers through my hair and says, “You’ve been a loyal whore in your short time here, I. In the end it would work out for the best and they would both be happier for it.She'd done what millions of other wives' had before her and manipulated him using the pleasures of her body as a weapon; refusing his love making or any carnal pleasures for long periods of time and only relinquishing in the face of a small concession on his part. She was wearing him down.It was an uphill struggle with calculated risks along the way, it wasn't easy but finally she was there, sitting across from her. She gasped. I was fingering her and kissing her pussy at the same time. I was loving how she was moaning and gasping.After that, I inserted my tongue in her pussy till it went and then wiggle it. She loved it. I touched her clit with my thumbs and she jumped at it. She was really enjoying it.I wanted her to orgasm in my mouth. I really liked the taste of her pussy water. Anki was shaking uncontrollably. She was moving her hips at all impossible angles. I was having a hard time matching her.