She answered a little louder than she needed to, but I think she was hoping to head off anyone else from asking."I displeased, my Master."And she walk...ed back to me. I could see the moisture on her bottoms already."Are you cumming, bitch?" Yes Sir." How long?" Honestly, Sir? Since we left the apartment. my whole body feels like one big clit." Like being the Demonmaster's bitch, hmmm?" Yes Sir!"We sorted out three loads. The sheets went in one, my clothes in another. All we had left were the. I knew this because I watched her get dressed.The outfit showed how toned she was. I looked at her telling her she looks fantastic in it.She blushes some and thanks me for the compliment. A guy still has to tell his wife she still looks good after all these years. Makes them feel good about themselves.We get to the dance hall. It was a mixed club of young and old with blacks and whites drinking together. Not like in our younger days where you went out to a club within your age group and race.I. .. Bill," Bill replied. Baffled, I called,"Um, I'm kind of going to the bathroom." No your not," Bill said. My cock, which had been rock hard while i was masturbating and had now shrunk down, was slowly growing once more. I chose not to reply to Bill's creepy response, which turned out to be a big mistake. He barged in, stared at my penis, and said,"You better get ready for this." My cock was rock hard again."For what?" I said, semi-embarrassed that Bill had walked in on this. But then Bill. Down boy, he chuckled, remembering last night.Stephanie had greeted him at the door wearing nothing but an apron. Apparently she talked Cassie into taking the kids to pick up a couple of pizzas from Carmine's for dinner. She turned and walked to the kitchen counter and bent over, wiggling her bare ass at him. It didn't take a genius to figure out what she wanted. Not that he was complaining; he was more than happy to oblige. It was quick. And it needed to be. Darren heard Cassie's car pull in.