"So, you see?" He'd say, "You have to EARN such a reward; an orgasm no less than a paycheck. Right?"Of course, I always agreed with him!But, eventuall..., there would come the moment (long awaited by both of us) where Richard would "allow" me to come. Having his "permission" was crucial. I understood that his permission was the very basis of our relationship in such matters. Richard always demanded total control over my orgasms (when we together that is). But I enjoyed this curious situation a. ‘Ready my horses, son. Gather a garrison. We leave for Fraser land on the hour.’ Grady stood from his father’s side and nodded quickly. ‘It shall be done, sire.’ ~~~~~ It was dusk when the riders neared the gates. ‘Riders at the gate!’ The guards men called. A group of soldiers saddled up and rode out of the gates to investigate. The two groups stopped and spoke quickly, before the guests followed the soldiers in. ‘Laird McCollum!’ One of the soldiers cried out. A soldier hearing the call ran. Her body slid across the sheets and into Joyce. She still moved slowly, but now she was putting pressure on - each thrust had the full weight and strength of her lithe, teen body behind it, slamming the cock deep and hard into Joyce's wet and willing hole. The MILF gasped with pleasure as the ecstasy flooded through her, her body wracked with pleasure, "Oh yes, yes, yes, Dawn, fuck me good, fuck me good."The teen began to move quicker, twisting her Mom's body over so that she could penetrate. "Damn, you're good," I managed to say between labored breaths. Bria said nothing but looked up at me with those big innocent eyes. subtly, her fingers moved from my balls, down between my legs. I threw my head back as one of her slender fingertips grazed the rim of my asshole. At first I thought it was accidental, but soon realized that it was on purpose. With increasing pressure, she stroked my tight hole, sometimes poking her tiny finger inside. "You dirty girl," I said with a smile,.