Two weeks later, I came home to the paperboy rubbing suntan lotion on my wife’s tits in the backyard. My sense of propriety jumped to the forefront ...nd I confronted them.“Oh, quit being such a stiff neck, I don’t fuck him or anything”. She said matter of fact.“Do I?” she threw the question directed at Jimmy our paperboy, “but I bet you would like to, wouldn’t you?” she said with a smile and wink towards him.All he could do was nod. Jimmy’s hand was still clasping my wife’s right tit.“Maybe for. " Prepare this slave, Master?" Amanda asked as she stood up, blinking the last vestiges of sleep from her eyes and training them on his.Marris had never seen a slave so bright-eyed. He tried to strike a more authoritative tone. "Yes, of course, slave. You are not presented to someone of his stature unless you are properly prepared."Amanda blinked in confusion and glanced around her. The bright morning sun made the fabric glow. It seemed far too early to be summoned to the fleet again.Marris. ..I want you to cum in me." "Are you sure?" he asked. I didn't answer, I just raised my legs higher and farther apart and told him, "Please, no words just fuck me." Part of what I had just said to him I now repeating...often, "fuck me, oh, fuck me." I could feel his cock getting harder...really hard...and the thrusts deeper, a little quicker and always a bit deeper. "Oh" he gasped, "oh my god...I gonna cum...I'm cum..." then there was only him making some deep groaning as he shoved his dick. .." but before I could answer she dipped her head low and stuck the tip on my penis into her hot, wet mouth. I was in heaven!!! Slowly, she began to bob her head up and down, and it wasn't long before I was ready to explode. "I'm going to cum soon" I said, a little embarrased. She replied, "I want it on my face." I was stunned, she lifted her head off my cock and started to jack it off. It felt good and with each strock her nails brushed against the head driving me insane. I was so close,.