"Be a good boy and take your fucking, okay?" At that, my limp cock twitched in Mike's warm hand. I couldn't help it. Even though I was uncomfortable a...nd in pain, a part of me just loved to be dominated. He slid his free hand up to the back of my neck and squeezed gently. He gently pushed my head down so that I was staring at my own toes. There was no question that Mike was completely in charge, for that fuck at least, he owned my body.He was horny as hell, and the precum that was flowing freely. "Hi, folks, I'm Scott Momson, looks like we're neighbors," he said as we all shook hands.So, we chatted for a few minutes, found out that he was being transferred here as a production manager for a factory nearby and that it was just him, he'd been married in his twenties but divorced and single ever since.Since that first day, we've gotten to know Scott pretty well, he's shown Evan how to prune trees and shrubs along with some other work around the house, which my hubby never learned growing. Without any conscious decision Mac dropped to her knees and leaned back until her shoulders made contact with the tiled floor of her kitchen, her feet tucked under her ass. Being very flexible she then spread her knees apart, opening her pussy to her sex crazed dog.Jingo didn't miss this invitation and buried his wet snout against her pussylips. Mac was amazed at the depth that he was able to drive his tongue inside her. He was reaching depths that she wouldn't have dreamed possible only a few. I collapsed next to her and she seemed to come to her senses and dashed off to her bathroom. She came out a few minutes later, her shirt back on. We smiled at each other but she made it clear that her virginity and nothing below her waist rules still remained enforced. I asked her if that meant we wouldn't ever do what we just did again but she said we could but that would be the limit.Over the next few months our make out sessions would end with me jerking and blowing all over her chest. I.