" he grunted as he picked up his pace, going deeper and deeper with each plunge. I could feel the bulging vein on the underside of his cock stretch ru...n against my ass with each thrust. Bottoming out, his balls started slapping against my ass. "Fuuuck," he moaned, "You love riding my cock don't you?" Fuck yes I do," I replied back in a rhythmic moan. Gaining even more speed, while pulling himself almost all the way out and plowing all the way back in, the sounds of slapping skin filled the room. Jaye let out another gasp. BBG knelt down and started oiling the Wife's back. Slowly. Sensually. Jaye let out a low "Oh Hell! Oil my back, B!" It wasn't a request. "And take off your suit!" "Uh..." "You want me naked - why shouldn't you be, too? You're not embarrassed are you? You shouldn't be, my stud!" she teased. While I stripped off my suit she removed her top. I started to oil her shoulders, working down to her butt. "Just my shoulders and back." I realized she wanted me to mirror BBG and. Where had this commanding tone come from? A shiver ran through me.“You took forever to answer the damned door, too,” he growled. “You think you can just leave your Master waiting on your doorstep?”“You're not my... Master,” I said as I stared at him. Studied him. He had dark hair, and—He seized my blonde ponytail, pulling me close to him. “Whore, you swore to be my slave forever. So get down on your knees, unzip my jeans, and suck my cock before I spank your ass!”My rump clenched. A whimper. She could hear the peaceful babbling of the small brook that ringed the Sturbridge Village compound. The brook ran through the make-shift sawmill near the parking lot and finally into the surrounding rolling hills. The air grew damp and pungent-smelling. If only... "There she is!" Rick shouted."Oh God!" Lydia cried, shrinking back toward the stream. They'd spotted her. Her heart skipped a beat as she turned and ran toward the stream. Behind her she could hear the sounds of corn plants being.