“Sure, if you don’t mind.”“No problem. Come on over. The front door is open.”“Okay. Be right there.”- - - - -Jerry’s arrival ended the...romantic swim with Kayla. There would be other opportunities, so I didn’t get too upset.I had fun watching Kayla flirt with Jerry. He’s ten years younger than me, good-looking, and single. I could tell that he wanted her, but little did he know (until later) that I was fucking her already.The next morning after Sandy left for work, I crawled into bed with Kayla.. I crossed my legs and squeezed my thighs firmly. That was better but then the contraption slid deeper in and was pushing against my insides. All my organs seemed to be vibrating. I could feel my clits rubbing against my tight jeans. Oh what a sensation!! . The vibration deep inside my vagina was making me lose control of my senses. This agony in ecstasy continued for a whole minute then stopped. By this time I was oozing profusely ,my panties were getting soggy . Worse I could feel my muscles. I knew he was capable of providing discipline but I wanted him to take control on his own. I never wanted to offer the reigns of my obedience to him. I felt like he wouldn’t be worthy if I did. I let total strangers dominate me for money,” she said.She went on to explain that my mother, Ann, and her frequently let men tie them up and beat them for money as paid submissives. “I don’t do paid dominatrix work,” Liz clarified that my mom and Ann both did. “My husband may not be able to live with me. .and knocked the other one against the wall...damn.” I stumbled a little and Trish caught my arm holding me. in her sweet quiet voice she said, “I guess you forgot to tell them not to mess with you when you sexually frustrated?” I looked at her and she smiling. I smiled back, “NA, I didn’t feel like warning them, I had to release my pent up urges somehow, so I thought I would just kick there asses.” Pamela laughed then, “You probably would have done just that, if it hadn’t been for that.