Lubricated... medium... box of twelve..." She looked up at me, a gleam in her eyes. "How long do you think it's going to take you to use a dozen of th...ese things? Or is this your yearly supply?"I stood and grabbed the box out of her hands and roughly shoved it back into the bag. "Very funny, Moll. A year's supply, huh." Wait a minute!" she cried suddenly. "Now I understand! Josh, you are a sneaky one. If Sean just bought these, that means that you got some too, didn't you?" She walked over to. Only after he got the shot, did I swallow with a big, satisfied gulp.Mark then said, "Honey, I want Rick to take some shots of me fucking you, but it's going to take me a while to recover. While we wait, would you like to have a sixty-nine with Rick while I take photos?"My eyes got a mischievous sparkle as I grinned, licked my lips and said, "Sure. I'm always game for another load of yummy cum."Almost before I was finished speaking, Rick was out of his clothes. He showed Mark how to work the. Crystal chandeliers, bright red carpeting befitting to Oscar’s Day, ceilings as high as she’d ever seen in a private residence. And countless pictures all beautifully framed. Suddenly, her attention was drawn elsewhere. Over to the right, she noticed a young girl standing with a tray of what appeared to be champagne flutes. This of course was nothing out of the ordinary, but what was out of the ordinary was that the young lady was clad in an extremely small waitress’ outfit. Jenny touched. The rest of that night and the next week was a sexual blur. I was like a k** with a new toy, literally. From that point on she was mine to command and she loved it. We couldn't get enough of our new dynamic. She loved it when I showed her off in public. She also loved it when I forced her to do things. We quickly opened up even more about ourselves and our fantasies. She told me that she had secretly yearned for a man to take control of her sexually, that she couldn't always do what she.