Her masters cock felt so good, sliding in and out of her soaking cunt, the pressure of his hand on the back of her neck, the other hand squeezing her ...reast...her breath was getting deeper and she groaned loudly every time his cock fully entered her, his balls slapping against her as he got faster, and harder, and deeper.....she felt her masters hand move from her breast, still holding her down with his other hand, Kate screamed as her master pushed his finger inside her ass...FUCK! as he. Returning to the room she found John standing by the window. Candy frowned and moved close to him. “I told you not to move John. I see you have a hard time following instructions. Are you always this naughty?” Candy made a “tut tut” sound with her tongue to admonish him and giggled. John couldn’t quite make out Candy’s demeanor. On the one hand she seemed to be acting playfully and silly, “girly” if you will, but on the other hand there seemed to be an undercurrent of seriousness to her voice,. " Martin said laughing. I started to laugh too. "Wow there's no normal way to really say that is there." He continued saying as we calmed down from laughing."Okay. I'll try it, and you promise you will stop if I don’t like it… Right?" I asked wringing my hands together and looking down into my lap. Martin gently took my chin in his hands and had me look into his deep brown eyes."Baby, I don't want you to do anything you don’t want to do and I mean that about anything we ever try. If you’re not. It was readily apparent that she wasn't going to make it into her apartment alone, at least not for some time. I took what I convinced myself was the high moral ground, and got out of the car.Locking it behind me with the remote, I walked over to where she was standing, feet apart, face down, trying fruitlessly to lower her skirt again, and becoming frustrated by the inability of her full hands to complete the job. I reached down, pulled her hands away, and straightened her skirt decently over.