You want me to lick the wetness from your pulsing clit, want me to make your clit wetter, harder until you come again. I come out of the shower and s...e you sitting there. A picture of beauty and sensuality. I can see you wriggling, shaking, I can smell your arousal, I know you are ready to come. I want to take you roughly, quickly, pulling your hair, holding your neck, sinking my hard cock deep inside you and pumping until we both explode, but I decide that tonight we will go slow. I walk to. I thought you needed some extra help."He had a look on his face she couldn't interpret, but he just nodded and got down on the bed. He started sucking on her nipples and went on to lick her pussy to another climax before fucking her. They rested and he got up to use the bathroom, she did the same after he was done. He could hear her sighing as she peed, and he wondered about how even while peeing she seemed to be getting a sexual charge. He was in the kitchen getting more water when she came. This was different. He was fucking her. She had never been so aroused. She felt herself nearing the brink."Please Master Simon, let me cum!" she begged. "I am so close. I don't think I can stop it." He pinched her nipple cruelly, reminding her she was forbidden from speech. It didn't help. If anything it made it worse. She came, the waves of her orgasm astonishing her with their strength. She felt herself spasming around his cock, milking the cum out of him as he came too. He collapsed on top. ”Dawn smiled as she headed back to the lounge. ~~ Alan waited patiently for Dawn as she spent time in conversation with Bradley. This was the part that he found hard in being cuckolded; her private moments and intimacy with Bradley. The sex act itself he could handle but it was the actual intimacy in their relationship that he was finding difficulty in coming to terms with.Dawn ran her hand through his hair as he explained his feelings to her. “But that is what cuckolding is about Alan,” she.