He now understood how the scoundrel had access to his house, and how, hidden in the safest of retreats, he was able to escape every attempt to find hi...m. He was living under the roof of the very man who had declared himself his most formidable adversary."Come on," he said to himself. "The fellow's score is settled—and so is his young lady's. They can choose between the bullets in my revolver and the handcuffs of the police."He had ceased to think of his motor standing ready below. He no longer. Hell, I need a real man. A woman needs a real man to fuck her,a real man with a real cock, not a little girl... " She paused a momentand said more gently, "Oh, quit crying. A little boy then." Thank you, Lady," I sniffed and wiped an arm across my face."Go into the bathroom, and wash and dry your face," you said, again withgentleness. "I love my little one, you know," this very softly andsweetly.I looked at my wife/Mistress, the love of my life, and my utter surrenderto and love for her. “I cannot wait to see what you get up to,” she said.I watched her ass wiggle as she stepped off the train and we pulled out. I was pretty sure that she would get me up without any problems whatsoever. The problems with the Metro is the poor cell reception you get when you are in the tunnels, so I was not surprised to see nothing new on my phone until I reached my station and the street level outside of it. It had the usual collection of homeless bums and delinquents all looking for handouts,. I held her to me, recovering the feeling of the dance floor.After an unknown number of minutes of necking and fondling, I fed my pre-cum covered cock to Lisa as I stood beside the bed. The gown was now around her waist. I cradled her face and breasts as I moved gently between her lips. Her lovely long fingers curled around my hamstrings. And then without warning … I came. It shocked me. But suddenly I was beyond the point of control and filling her mouth with seed. Lisa swallowed hungrily. I.