She was beautiful--perfect in my eyes in every way--and then the lust went out of me. I could only think of dominating and humiliating her. Yet she st...ll desired to pleasure me, so submitted to my will.Three weeks, four continents, twelve capital cities; non-stop work. I had been without her company and with no other woman the entire time. The only thing I could think of was getting home to my penthouse suite and indulging my cravings.When I entered the bedroom, she was waiting: naked, head. She had him totally under her manicured thumb and was able to enjoy to the hilt the private jet, yacht and vacation homes of this fabulously wealthy man, who, at 44 was still in great shape and good looking. But Lucia was also getting restless. Monogamy was not for her, no matter how good the conditions. She rarely kept a boy friend for more than a month and she had perfected breaking up to an art. Usually the poor guy ended up with a serious case of busted balls, if not worse. As Peter had. Someone I, too, can trust and love.” My voice was wavering, and I was near tears again. Only this time, I didn’t know what my tears were about. It felt like our souls were merging. Freddie smiled and touched my cheek, then my lips. “Friends, then.”I happened to glance to the East, again, and I noticed that the horizon was getting light. The sun was on the rise. I’d spent the whole night with Freddie Mercury! “Let’s watch the sun come up,” he said. He took my hand again, and we walked over to. My balls swelled and tightened so much they hurt and my cock nearly exploded.“Oh fuck, Heath… ugh… ugh…” I grunted, quickly losing the ability to speak.An almost electric energy tore through me as I screamed out loud, launching a jet of cum deep into Heather’s bowels. Time and again my cock fired as her ass contracted and squeezed every drop I had to offer.“Ugh, ohh… ohh, ugh…” was all I could muster as I just kept cumming, over and over again. All I could do was twitch and convulse as I lost.