It had by now started stiffening. It interested her more. Seeing that just by a kiss it grew by an inch and now around 4 inches she kissed it again th...is time parting her lips a bit. The more she kissed it the more it hardened and the more it grew.She slowly took it fully in her mouth and sucked it. I was asking her what she was doing but she said not to worry as all women do it. I wondered how she knew. It was then that she told me that one night she saw her mother sucking the step father and. “Oh Suzy, Suzy, Suzy!” I shout uncontrollably. “Sir, Sir, Sir!” comes her reply, as if answering some primeval call. We eventually relax, collapsing into each others arms, sweating and panting. We look into each others eyes and as one say “Baby, you’re the best!” before laughing at ourselves. After a few minutes she feel me becoming soft inside her and start to slip out from her hot, wet pussy. Her face pouts and she looks disappointedly at me saying, “Aren’t you going to fuck me again, Sir?”. ” “You are so sweet and know what to say to a woman, and I thank you very much for thinking all of that about me, but for how long will you think of me like that, and stop telling me that? Your you know who, used to tell me that a lot, till about the second or second and one half years after we were married, then I was lucky to hear it once a year after that, and then he has stopped telling me that now, for the last three years at all. I think it has been more like four years now, since he last. "Florence Oshodi," I informed her solemnly, "I have captured you. You are my property, my slave. Do you understand?"A tiny intake of breath was the only indication of the shock she must have felt. "I understand," she replied quietly and without the least suggestion of resistance."I am your master and you must address me as such," I said sternly."Yes, Master. Sorry, Master." Good," I said more kindly. "This lady," I indicated Wendy, "is my wife and you shall treat her with the greatest of.