She raised off the stool just long enough to spread her legs and gather up the material of her skirt. Then, grasping the edge of the stool, she rocked...her clit against the heel of her hand. Damn, she hadn't done this in years. She rocked back and forth. The stool creaked, but not so loudly that anyone was going to hear it over the sounds from the TV.She stared into the distance and imagined Ron between her legs; his slim hips pounding that magnificent cock between her cunt lips. That was what. ?You know I am going to take total control over you and that it will be very hard for you and very painful my dear.? He asked again. Again she nodded although this time more slowly then before. Her husband noticed this slight hesitation and again asked ?Are you sure you are ready to give over complete control.? Again she nodded. ?No sweetness I want you to tell me, tell me what you are willing to give me.? He ordered with conviction in his voice. She took just a second to. Finally, he repositioned his weapon, and then my straight, unassuming husband selfishly finished pumping the last bursts of cum out of this stranger, aiming it intentionally at my pussy! I'm sure he was hoping it might shoot far enough to land on him, but the last of this seemingly endless load landed in my thin strip of pubic hair and ran down over my clit, with very little ending up on DJ's dick as he was sliding into me. I let out a moan, and knowing what he wanted I reached down and rubbed. "Callie squirmed a little and then poured him another cup of coffee. After Cade left, she washed the dishes, and stood looking out the kitchen window, wondering what to do with her day. She finally left the kitchen and settled down on the couch in the living room to read one of the paperback novels she had already read. About mid-morning, she heard a car pull into the driveway and wondered if Cade had returned. She quickly stood up and looked out the window. An old Jeep Cherokee was in the.