.did you get a good shot of that ass? Bruce, spread that ass for us so we can take a look."I was drained from the monster orgasm, but the real fun was...about to begin. Bruce finished eating my ass and then got up and towered over me on the bed. My legs were still open as he pushed them back and held my ankles wide."Grab your legs right here," he instructed me to hold my legs behind my knees. He reached for some lube and lathered his cock which was now shining in the dim light. The veins were. Then he poured oil on my buttocks and moved my legs apart, rubbing oil every inch of my legs and back…. I was soaking wet already as this young guy turned me, both his hands firmly on my round big breasts and oiling them too.He whispered: “Hope your husband is not worried as it is very dark now….”“Forget him” I said as he pulled my face close to his and kissed me deep, his tongue and mouth darting into my mouth, taking my breath away. I moved my hand to his bulge….which was nothing but, in the. The good ones went fast.Another week went by and I was getting pretty antsy. After being used to almost daily sex, going cold turkey was not enjoyable. I had to replace the batteries in my vibe every couple of weeks!Finally, I spotted "PaleWriter", a 39-year-old guy who looked to be in pretty good shape, was attractive (but not too attractive), and was in the next town over, where I worked. Also, no kids!I stalked his profile for a bit before deciding to make the first move myself. But what to. It seemed like hours had passed when I felt her hands squeeze my cock and balls as she told me not cry out, or she would tighten her grip. Had she been in the room all this time? Then, without warning, she tightened her grip, and I could feel myself wanting to cry out.Telling me that it was because of the precum on my cock and the floor, Elin reminded me that permission was not given to do that.I replied, "Mistress, please forgive me I won't let it happen again."She asked if I wanted her to.