”“I hope you haven’t gone submissive, Laura. You know I like you being strong-minded and independent.”“I’m far from submissive, Michael,�...� I said, starting to wake up from my slumber. “Just for you to know, I intend to ride you whenever I like it. It’s just that it’s a great feeling to be unlocked by you. Please carry this remote on your keyring.”“Laura, I thought we were equal?”“Yes, Michael, we are equal but different. Remember I can’t come when I ride on top. You can’t come when you don’t. The woman hurried out the door leaving Marsha looking guilty.“I wasn’t expecting you home today” Marsha said. “Obviously” I replied “it looks like I interrupted something”. “Adam, it wasn’t what it looks like” she said. “Oh, so seeing you kissing her and wearing just a bathrobe isn’t what it looks like” I said. “Ok you are right. Please don’t say anything to anyone. Please” she responded. I stood there feeling pretty snug. “You mean don’t tell dad?” I asked. “Well yes, especially him” was her. " Sonia, for her part, stabbed a finger downward to a spot by her side and alittle behind; I scrambled over to her and accompanied her on all fours outof Ms Howard's office into the scarcely less spacious one of her Personal Assistant. Though still elegantly furnished, and equally tastefully decorated, this roomwas far more obviously a place of business. Computers, printers, fax machinesand various other electronic office equipment purred softly on work tablesand desks. To use a nautical idiom,. I had been using buttplugs and he had been fucking me almost daily for months now, but there was still some pain at first. With slow thrusts he began to make love to my ass. Telling me how much he loved fucking me and that I was a 'good white bitch made for black cum'. All I could think to say was, "Yes, Daddy!" as I concentrated on how good he felt inside me. His strokes were still slow but deeper, filling my hole completely. It felt as if his cock were pushing against my stomach! He.