Not out of pain, but out of sheer embarrassment. How could she possibly find pleasure in this? It felt good. That wasnt supposed to happen. It couldnt...happen. Rich continued a bit longer before releasing her from his grips. He wanted her to climax. He wanted to give her that pleasure, to taste it. But he knew all too well that she wouldnt. She would never relax to the level needed to climax, at least not with him. It was the weight of the reality that Rich owned her, she was mere property.. Her administrations caused him to build to a climax and soon he was moaning and moving about. Finally he ejaculated shooting cum down his leg. “Oh nice, give me a towel to clean that up.”“Here let me do that”, and she bent and started to lick the cum from his leg.Oh god even her licking my leg gets me turned on, as he watched her move up and down his leg.She had reminded him about his commitment at the soup kitchen and so they had gone in the lake one more time to rinse off and then they headed. They'd been acting like a married couple, now they could live like one for a while, call it a trial marriage.Stacy and I both slept till noon, well at least off and on till noon. I got up first and fixed coffee then managed to make toast and scramble eggs for us when Stacy finally came out of her room. We made small talk while we ate and while we were rinsing the dishes and placing them in the dishwasher the phone rang. Stacy and I looked at each other then she answered it."Hello? Oh hello mom.. ’ ‘No she didn’t, I did, over the Internet.’ ‘Did she say it was for me?’ ‘Yup.’ ‘Shit!’ she, turned to look over her shoulder at him, giggling and putting a hand to her mouth. ‘You’ve just given me a blow job, you CAN’T feel embarrassed.’ ‘No but I hadn’t given you a blow job then had I.’ ‘Suppose not, besides I’d better mention it, it’s OK I’ve had a vasectomy.’ ‘I know,’ she breathed starting to ride him, ‘Jenny told me.’ ‘Was there anything you didn’t talk about?’ ‘Not much, vibrators and.