Being a slave I couldn’t really ask her why.As she sat up on top of me, parted her legs and slammed me into her wet pussy, I moaned, and she smiled ...again. I watched her soft and smooth boobs jump as she moved on top of me with her head tilted back. It was strange how she climaxed without penetration, just from torturing and controlling me, and then fucked me as my reward.As she moved on top of me and put my hands on her boobs, she told me, “There is a surprise for you the nex day”. I was both. Fargo. She was still the only one of his lovers with whom he’d spent the night and, since his folks were away, he hoped he would have a chance to do that again. Amber, who didn’t expect Bobby to arrive for a while, was going upstairs, intending to take a shower and get dressed. Today was a special day. Her son, Al, had recently gotten engaged and he and his fiancé were taking her to dinner that evening to celebrate their engagement. The couple had gone to shop for wedding items and invited. You even gave me insight into the opposition's plans. It was you who mentioned the use of sorcerers coupled with my power." That was then and this is now. All of what you have said is true but our association must come to an end. The scales will have to be brought back into balance." How can you say I was overzealous?" Tarn asked. "You never said do this but use restraint, or here is a great gift but be cautious. It was you that guided me, even gifting me that bar of magical metal." What bar?". Patting on my shoulder for a job well done, I leaned back in the chair, crossing my arms over my head. Not bad for one day's work, or night that was.The success of getting a job done and excelling in it, always made me feel giddy, and with the excitement came the lust. I guess there was no reason why I couldn't play a quick game of pocket pool to release the tension.I could already feel my fatigues tightening around my massive arousal. I used one hand to open the button and fly of my pants.