There were copious amount of white sticky jizz everywhere. "Just great" he mumbled "now moms going to think I was jacking of again." Charles Adams, or...Chuck as he thought of himself, had finally had enough."Damn it" he thought "I'm 35 years old I shouldn't have to worry about my mother finding cum stains in my bed." But he figured this is what happens when you live at home. As he left his childhood and now adult room and tromped down stairs to the kitchen, he again lamented the fact that he was. She was ready. But ready for what? Normally they arrived at the club around eight or nine o'clock. Tonight, the Master had said they would not be leaving the house until ten thirty. It would be after eleven when they arrived.At ten fifteen, Master called up the stairway. "Are you ready?" Just one more minute," she replied. She was sitting there absolutely ready to go, but this was her little way of maintaining a bit of control up to the point where she knew that she would be totally. As his face approached those gates she cummed on his face squirting her love juice all over him. After the fifth time she did this Max moved back and prepared to fuck her.Following the same script as with Paula, Max prepared her for the pleasure she would receive and always deserve as his Goddess. Rather than entering her in missionary fashion he had her roll over and assume the doggy position. Parting her cheeks and positioning his erect cock he tentatively stroked forward. When it slid in. " Yes. Yes! To hell with Lana! She asked me to set you up, you know. Thatcall I made to you to meet me at the pier? All her idea. I felt awfuldoing it, knowing she planned to... But you're alright, you tricked herand now it's going to be you and me!" And me," said a female voice from behind Meer. "I don't know -how- yougot away from me, but neither of you can escape now!"Erik's eyes went wide with terror. "Baby, wait!" he screamed.Meer reacted instinctively, remembering Kira's self-defense.