I cannot see how anyone could prove we met here.”Lord Blackmon nodded, “Did you burn the note?”“I felt like I was Jane Bond! Are we just playi...g a game here?”Master Carl met her gaze, “I asked you to come, and asked you to indulge in this ... diversion, because I have information that is important and possible dangerous. Lord Blackmon is here to show you he has confidence in the validity of the information. He is also here for me ... to show me how much he trusts you.”She leaned against the. They stopped in front of her building, he smiled as she was waiting for him with an eager smile. He rolled down the window looking over her figure. “Turn around”, he commanded. Sarah turned without hesitation. She was petite, with long red hair and blue eyes that sparkled despite the amount of pressure he put on her to be perfect in her appearance. She had her hair down as James preferred it. She wore the black dress he bought for her and the heels he picked out. Both the dress and heels were. "It's ok sweetie, I know that Mark has more in store for you and I am sure we will have our share of fun together."With that she took my hand and said Mark was waiting on us.When we entered the bedroom Mark was already in bed. "Wow you look great in pink."He held up the covers and Susan told me to get in then she crawled in beside of me. I was in the middle as we all snuggled up close. Susan's breasts was pressed against my chest as she kissed my lips lightly. Mark's semi hard cock was pressed. I had semen to waste. I had headaches on demand, and the bed rocked to the rhythm of his hand. He cleaned the waste or slept in the stain. There was semen aplenty for me when I pleased. Those were the good old days of months ago, before Sarah returned to her childhood practice of sharing our bed. And now I kept track on a private calendar, marking the days between.It was sweet revenge, plain greed, or just selfish need, but the endless sperm fountain was drying up for me. In our early years, I.