”She had timed the threat perfectly. She knew that I was at my height. I was going to cum and nothing would change that. Her threat took away some o...f the pleasure that I would have experienced from my orgasm but her perfect timing meant that I was clearly going to get the picture.She could get away with whatever she wanted but if I did it look out.Sue stayed that night at Lyn and Jon’s place. I wanted her to come home with me but she simply refused. Lyn and Sue had arranged for her to sleep in. Jada had wanted to cry… what were the chances that she’d finally look into some man’s eyes and know immediately he was the other half of her soul! She had always believed that was all it would take… just one look. But as time passed, she realized the only looks she was ever seeing in men’s eyes were desire… lust. She began to feel vaguely uncomfortable at the thought that maybe those damned Saudi customs weren’t so far wrong! Maybe the only way a woman could find a man who would truly love her. I was afraid to be caught like this, but Mistress Chelsea was right I was being a good boy. Wait what was I thinking? I shouldn't even be here right now. She was in the wrong, or was she? Before I could finish Mistress Chelsea walked back into the showers. Although she wasn't naked anymore. Instead she had a harness on holding a large red dildo. It was massive much bigger than anyone I had seen on porn or else where. She grabbed it with her right hand and started. After, I was hot and bothered, and sweaty, and accepted her offer of a beer, on the condition that she join me with another glass of wine.As we sat in the backyard I turned the subject to the book, and her lack of a man. She did admit that she liked sex, and was getting bored with masturbating. She told me she masturbated each morning and night. After some prompting She admitted that she had at least 10 orgasms in the morning, so that she could start her day, and 15 at night so that she could.