.Do you want any more of this pussy?” she said sliding two fingers up inside. “If not, you may continue your work in my yard if you like.” “U...mmm….OK!” I blurted. A stinging slap to my thigh, followed by, “Yes, MISTRESS!” as she sternly looked, first at my face, then my ramrod straight penis. “Yes, Mistress!” I replied, still unsure of what I was getting myself into. Smiling, she producing a leather collar, like the one her husband had on, told me to put it on, and to lie down next to her on. Six and the extras will be in my cubby hole here in the office so grab them as needed. See me when you run out, but don't screw with me or you will regret it." I hear you loud and clear, Coach."Coach Zell did try and get Scott to go out for the weight lifting team, but he politely declined.The bus to Meritt's Corner left at four. If he could pad some time by finishing cross country training early it would really help. He might be able to squeeze in twenty minutes of homework or studying. The. "I wanted to tell him something." You call Jerry, "the cuck" now? How did he get that nickname, Bill?" asked Sue. "Does it have something to do with his bowling?" No, his bowling sucks, but it always has. That's nothing new. He was telling us last night that he's becoming a cuckold pretty soon, so it seems appropriate that we call him the cuck, or cuck for short, don't you think?" I prodded."Tell me, Bill, exactly what does cuckold mean?" demanded Sue."Seriously, Sue? You don't know what it. He begins to thrust, hard and deep, filling you completely with his thick cock."Do you like it rough?" he pants in your ear.You turn your head to capture his lips in your own, managing to gasp out words between rough presses of lips and tongues. "Use me. Let me satisfy you… in ways your wife can’t."With a deep chuckle, he smacks your ass. You can feel a delicious pain bloom inside you with each spank. You moan and pant as he continues to thrust, moving faster and faster as you push back.