As I reached close to my climax master pulled the egg out all the way. I was about to whine again and managed to remember who I was with and instead s...ighed with the pleasure he had allowed me. Bending me over the bathtub, he ran the head up and down the slit of my pussy. I wanted to push back in pleasure, but mastsers hands held me in place. He slid agonizingly slowly into me, making me moan. The I wanted all of him inside of me as far as he would go but he held back , teasing me till I was. She would trade it all in a minute for just a week in the comfortable surroundings of her old home. Chad had brought her to that home on Bell Whistle as his bride almost 45 years earlier. Her first weeks in that home had been a series of seemingly endless and foreboding days; days that would have her counting the minutes until Chad's return. At first she could not find anything to keep her interest. She had never been a television person and the mixture of soap operas, game shows and mindless. "Sit down, Dina."The woman deposited her handbag on a table, then sat across the desk from him."I see you've taken my suggestion about dressing more suitably," he said, smiling.Since she had confessed to him that she was afraid her husband was losing interest in her sexually, the first thing he had suggested was that she dress in a manner more conducive to attracting a man's attention. She had related that she was only interested in her husband, but Eric had assured her, that the first step was. You said that "All you want to do was to have sex all weekend long"; in short spend the weekend naked at my house having sex when and where I wanted. Then you leaned over to kiss me and whispered in my ear that you had on a pair of thong panties and matching bra.We finished breakfast and went to my house. We weren't in the house two minutes when you were out of your dress leaving your thong panties on. Then you jumped into my arms telling me that you wanted to be my sex maid.I looked at you.