I do it for a couple reasons. One, I like sex and a variety of sex. Two, it helps to keep certain clients happy. Doesn’t it?”He smiled. “Ver... definitely.”“Good. Now, I want you to be even happier, Mr. Wilson. Is there some sex you haven’t tried?”He blushed but I encouraged him. “Anal. I’ve never had the chance to do that. Is that possible?” I nodded and pulled him to the bed. I suggest doggy position and that he could use the cum in my pussy for lubrication for my ass. The smile on. My firm grasp will hold your head down, you will not wince at the pain you receive when I pull you by the hair to my lair. You will be bent over, in reverence to my superiority, to my MANHOOD, to the very thing you must have…to be nothing more than the pig slave that your fat, overindulged body craves. We will enter my lair and I will toss your head down, commanding…On the floor cunt pig! NOW! On your back, looking up at the ceiling, you do NOT look at me! Now, I again command, spread. Within minutes she was naked and sucking my husbands dick. She was skinny with sagging little tits, her muff was light brown and not very hairy, she was dripping wet. My husband fingured her and then started to fuck her. They started to into it pretty good. I was surprised as I was expecting her to just lay there. They switched positions and finally she reached a massive orgasim, my husband came with her,filling her cunt with his sweet ball juice. I had a small orgasim too. They laid there. I had teased them with their own undies forcing them to inhale their own juices and caused them to taste my male essence with a knowing smile on their pretty faces.The simple truth was that I used sex to train my protegee in the ways of the male animal never feeling that pleasure was my goal, but the creation of a seductive instrument of Jihad that would tempt a Saint.The massages were successful in squeezing her juices to the surface and eventually she would kneel before me and beg me to tend.