“Let’s review: Friday I ate you out. Saturday I fucked your pussy and took your virginity.”“Where are you going with this?” she asked me.“...ell, what’s the only thing left?” I asked her.“You don’t mean…”“Yes, anal,” I cut her off.“You’re gong to fuck my ass?” she asked with a look of terror on her face.“Are you questioning me, slut?” I asked in my stern voice as I pushed her down on her back.“No Master, never,” she replied, still looking scared.“Well you did a good job getting me all wet, so it. I noticed he was relentless on the attack on her cunt and soon the little bastard had her squirming as he continued to piston into her. Ana began to orgasm again and the tightness in her cunt was too much for him; because soon he spilled another load of his seed into her waiting snatch. He slipped out and we headed for another drink. Anita was leaking fluids and appeared totally exhausted as she weakly motioned me over. I kissed her and said I loved her.She smiled as she knew I was enjoying the. Wow. Where had that been hidden? "Would you like some breakfast, Sir?"Suddenly, I would. The smell was revealed to be coming from a tray, with hot porridge, cream, and a boiled egg, alongside the toast. This could not be a coincidence. How did she discover my favourite breakfast things and get them assembled with such perfect timing?I jumped out to use the toilet, forgetting to be worried about her presence. As I tried to shake off that last drop, the one that always goes down your pyjama leg,. I took golf lessons again, which made Chris happy, and he and I talked about the cruise details almost every night as the dates grew closer. In our bedroom, Chris almost always had me making up elaborate sex stories that included other gorgeous men, and for many reasons I went right along with it. Occasionally it took so much verbal detail during our lovemaking to make Chris hard and excited enough to cum that I wouldn’t get a chance to climax at all. Disappointed that his climax often.