I got a towel for her hair and went back and finished up quickly, dried and sat next to her. I lifted her chin with my finger to pull her face up. I w...ped her tears with my thumbs and asked her, “Are those tears of joy?” she nodded. “Good. I thought I had hurt you.”She shook her head. “No, it did not hurt. The elephant came back and when you held me, I just want to be inside you. To have you take me into you. I can’t explain, but these are not tears of anything bad or wrong. They are tears of a. Please call me Marcia, Walter, I believe that I would like to get to know you a little better. Are you or your brother married?’ ‘I think I would like that Marcia, and no, neither of us is married. We both were right after college, but the girls were not able to deal with Wilbur and I being so close. They seemed to think that just because we married them that my brother and I should not spend as much time together as we liked to do. It is hard to explain Marcia, but Wilbur is a part of me, I. I’ve invited him and his wife to stay and watch. You don’t have a problem with that do you, Emily?” John said as she squeezed each breast firmly.“No, Sir,” she said, making sure not to make eye contact.“Emily is so formal, and I plan to get to know you very well. Is there a pet name your Master uses for you?” John inquired as he rubbed a hand over his cock through his trousers to calm it down a bit. His cock had not ached like this for some time. Samantha submitted to him, but sometimes had. Mike used me and honestly, I liked it. He wasn't interested at that time in relationships but I had to be exclusive to him. I could date girls but not guys. He didn't want another guy's cock in my ass.Years later, I stayed in contact with Mike. I was in my early 20's, he was in his early 40's. He was in a relationship with a 19 year old. I was single and masturbating often. I was horny all the time and my sexual appetite had scared off a few ex-girlfriends. I had been with a few other guys but.