Passion grows and we kissed again. This time with great urgency and passion, our mouths wide open, tongues thrusting deep. I was getting very wet. He ...rabbed the edges of my bikini and slipped it off and got naked himself while I grabbed a condom from my bag. After Tim slipped it over his penis he laid back between my legs.He positioned his hard cock at my slippery wet pussy and slowly, very slowly entered my vagina. We began fucking, in slow motion at first to make my vagina ease to his penis.. I didn't notice that Ellen was drinking coffee and the change is what pushed me over the edge. What a way to go. I was in seventh heaven.As I reclined on the lounge, I took in my situation. I had a loving sub to attend to every one of my needs regardless of kink. We had a talented lady as a friend that loved not only me, but my sub too. Between the two of them, I was well satisfied, well fucked and well fed. I was the envy of just about every squid that I worked with. No they didn't know of my. She knew this was coming. "What now?" she said. I stood behind her chair, gripping her shoulders lovingly. "What do you want to happen?" She turned around to face me, suddenly excited, "we can leave! It will be just as we always wanted. You and me, not her. Isn't that right?" "You know it isn't that simple any more. You would miss her." She nodded quietly. "Stand up," I told her. She did so and I hugged her. "You know I love you, right?" She nodded into my shoulder and kissed my cheek. I. He was dressed oddly too. He wore a black undershirt with an odd whitecheckmark painted on it. He wore denim dungarees and a strange pair oflace-up white and orange moccasins that had the same check mark. Maybeit's a uniform, or a national flag or emblem like Hilter's swastika.He didn't act like he was interested in harvesting my soul. He didn'thave horns or a cape and pitchfork, so maybe he wasn't the devil afterall. In fact, he seemed nearly as startled as I was. So I began tothink that.