I moan as I slide in deeper. I looked down and see your hands gripping the sheet in fisted balls. You grunt into the pillow and I feel the bottom of y...ur pussy. I feel so fucking hard, it is almost like I could lift you with my hard on. You called out and tell me that I am super hard today and to go easy. I slow fuck you, I let my cock come almost all the way out, then slowly return in as deep as I possible can go. We fuck like this for well over 30 minutes, you keep asking me to fuck you. I liked touching bodies and although I knew I wouldn’t make a lot of money, it was respectable work and I could relax and enjoy what I was doing. Shortly after I finished massage school my life changed radically. I bought a lottery ticket on a whim. I had never ever bought one before. I guess it was beginners luck, but I won almost thirty million dollars! Suddenly I was deluged with mail and phone calls from every venture seeker needing capital, and scam artist known to man. I looked around. After a while the track came to an end and they both came back to where I was standing, I held out the full glass to my mother and she took it with a smile. Another track started and Ray took my mother's hand and tugged her towards the centre of the room, laughing she gulped down her drink and went with him while I filled her glass yet again then watched them dancing. After this happening a few more time I began to wonder if Ray's plans really did include me, but then I saw him lean towards my. That night I resumed conjugal visits with my husband in our bed. It was as fulfilling as ever. We fucked like lab animals subjected to pheromones and separated by a partition, after the partition had been pulled out. The second night, we made love.It took another week for life to settle into a new routine. It pleased me greatly that, all the while, Andrew couldn’t find one minute to collar and use me. His balls must have been dark blue from weeks of backed up cum, or he broke his promise to.