When I next spoke I wasn't consciously trying to have a dominant or sadistic tone, but nevertheless it just came out that way. "I hope you're enjoying...this as much as I am. Actually, I don't even care if you are. You're my cum eating pussy slave now. Before tonight, I would never even think of doing this, or that I would find much pleasure in it. But now, not only do I want to feed you the cum from my pussy every time we fuck, I want to do it often. Very often. So I hope you're up for it."My. She wiggled it around. There was only a little stiffness.Rod couldn't contain his laughter. Finally, he said to Kim, "Seriously, bitch, no matter how much money he's got, how could a babe like you marry this limp dick?"Kim said nothing. She was burning with humiliation. For herself and for her husband. Physical paragon or not, she hated this young man as she had never hated anyone in her life.Rod shoved her to the bed, sitting her down on the edge, facing him. He told her to open her knees. He was out on the patio wearing a black tank top that showed off his blond hairy arms, shoulders and chest and a pair of tight shorts that showed off his package. I was now rock hard.We had a nice dinner and he brought out some weed one of his colleagues had given him. His wife wasn’t used to it and she got high fast and was out of it. I really thought she was going to black out. We went into the family room and she started kissing him. He put on some loud techno music and she started. ” “No regrets. Maybe it's crazy to do this, but here we are, we'll make it. What's life if you don't take chances.” Carla didn't say anything, but I could feel her mulling over my words. She narrowed her eyes. “I was right. You have a lot to teach me, but maybe you won't be sorry and maybe I have things to teach you.” She smiled, seductively, tilting her head to the side and bit her lower lip. “We'll see.” I chuckled and knew what she meant. “Let's get on the road.” I stood up, glanced at the.