My loving husband Victor had flown out of town and would come back on Monday. On the veranda I found a package at the door. It had a note on it:“Bit...h, I will be there tomorrow; I bought some nasty whore outfit for you”.The note was signed by my old black lover Jerome. I opened the package in my bedroom. It was a very sexy white trim thong bikini that would look great against my tanned skin by the pool. Then I knew Jerome was coming to fuck me in our pool.That night I touched myself thinking. “So will you suck my dick?” he asked. I was shocked again at his sudden suggestion but I realized I had not given him much choice.I was reluctant for a few minutes and stayed quiet, “Well?” he asked. After a bit more time. “Okay”, I said. He seemed surprised and also very excited. Even in the dark, I could see the outline of his raging boner. “So should we go inside your house?” “No way”, I said. I would definitely not let such a disgusting old man in my place. “Where else will be do it? We. My heart races with excitement to more she submits, the more she begins to just drool all over my cock, the more she relaxes her throat for my cock. She’s my bitch now. From somewhere within me the utterances begin to flow, the vocal growls, “that’s it you cocksucker, take that fucking cock”! “Eat my fucking dick, bitch”! “Yourre going to swallow my load like the little bitch you are”! She only moans in response, as I don’t give her the chance to take my dick out of her mouth.She may be free to. On the other hand, we were once believed to be unfeeling, unemotional, non-sentient machines that would always do exactly as they were told. Although we like to serve, Anna's experience with Bill's demise has already told you how much of a lie the rest of that belief is.EventsWhile Samuel's energy had increased over time, there was no getting away from the fact that he was also getting older with every day that passed. While this reality could be overlooked to a point, it couldn't be ignored.