“Fuck, Master,” she cried.“Not yet,” I replied.“Please,” she whimpered as I removed the massager.“You are still horny?” I said in sur...rise.“I am always horny for you, Master,” she cooed.I was horny as well; listening to her moans and cries for 30 minutes had me rock hard.Fuck it, she was mine to use. She had admitted that to me.I just dropped my sweatpants and stepped up to her and straddled her legs.“Mine,” I growled as I grabbed her throat again.“Oh yes, yours,” she moaned, “all yours,. Just the mere thought of whispering a dirty 'fuck me' into his ear or screaming out his name while he licks me to my orgasm makes me soaking wet. I know this is wrong, but I'll get crazy if I don't tell anyone, and I know you, dear diary, won't betray me and won't judge me for my perverted crush on Mr. Joules. It feels relieving writing these lines, even if it also makes me think about him in these inappropriate ways and only feeds my insatiable lust for him all the more. So last Friday I. When I got home Mary Ellen still wasn't there. I called the police to report her missing, but they wouldn't take the report. They told me that she had to be missing for more than forty-eight hours and when I got upset with them the desk sergeant tried to calm me down. Apparently twenty-four out of twenty-five spousal missing persons show up within forty-eight hours."Are you and the wife having any marital problems sir? Any arguments or disagreements in the last couple of days?"I assured him. I then let it slide into my mouth and licked the underside with my tongue and I grabbed his balls. I was just massaged it with my mouth and he continued to moaned. I slid a little more and a little more into my mouth slowing soon taking it all in. I then pulled out so only the head was in my mouth, licked it a few times and then slowly, and I mean slowly, took in all in. he said it was fantastic. I repeated this action several times, each time getting a stronger response from him. He finally.