But the idea that Mistress was waiting, trying to push me; it made me want to continue. I wanted to prove myself to her. But I knew I couldn't last mu...h longer.The next day, when I woke up and saw no messages from her, I started to cry. The sobbing was mostly from the fact that my physical urges were overwhelming me. I didn't have the strength to hold off my emotions.I whimpered into my pillow as I waited for the agonizing pressure in my crotch to subside. After an hour or two, I got up,. Arching her back and pointing her toes, she stretched with the languor of a very contented feline. She sat up and reached for the skimpy, tangerine bikini top and slipped the halter neck over her head. Reaching behind her back, she fastened it in place before rising gracefully to her feet.She crossed the patio to the sliding glass door that led into the walk in basement. Four pairs of very appreciative male eyes turned their attention from the baseball game on the large screen TV mounted on the. Every time his fingers entered her, her hips thrust to meet them. She could feel another orgasm starting to build. She looked up into his piercing blue eyes and saw a different smile on his face, one she’d never seen before, a smile filled with sex and desire. She delved her hand inside his boxers, not bothering to pull them down and moved her hand quickly. The smile on his face never faltered and he let out a grunt of appreciation. Another orgasm overtook her body and she felt her cum running. ''I guess,' he admitted. 'You know, I'm probably going to have to release myself in order to get rid of this thing, so we can both get to sleep.''What do you mean?''I might have to cum in your ass.''You are already in my ass.''No, cum. C. U. M. It means ejaculate. Orgasm. You know, how a guy makes babies.''Oh.' She frowned. 'A guy can do that inside an ass too?''Of course. It's just some white stuff that comes out the end. It's no big deal.''I suppose it doesn't sound so bad. You sure it will.