When he was about half way she couldn't take it anymore and humped back forcing her velvet wetness to envelop more of him. Soon he was in all the way.... Reaching around him she hugged him to her as she pushed against that wonderful hard rod. She decided since he was doing all that wonderful stuff to her she would stop restricting herself and let her mouth go."Fuck me George, Push that hard cock of yours deeper. I love it when you fuck me."She went to groaning as he did just that pushing his. With a scream of pleasure, I let my orgasm loose and poured my sweet juice all over your wonderful cock until it spilled out around it and ran down my legs. It was so wonderful, Master. Thank you for letting me cum for you." Then what happened, precious?" I asked her."Then when I was finished cumming and still a bit out of breath, you pulled me off the rock, spun me around to face you, and forced me to my knees. I knew what you wanted next and I opened my mouth to receive your cock. You shoved. I noticed a few little signs like love-bites or changes in her style, but nothing serious in our joinings several times each week. I got most, but not all of the weekends. Occasionally, though, she did a weekend thing with somebody, returning to tell about where she went but no mention of her companion.The thing that most kept me hanging in there wasn’t her lovely face, her lush body, nor the skill with which she used it for our mutual pleasures. It was the deeper bonding of two people meant to. I’m in awe as I see the base and your balls first. So juicy. Then you slip the shorts off and it flops out. So much precum drooling out of the tip already. I let out some ravenous noises and dive down onto it. You grab my head and neck with your meaty palms and fingers. Take control. You pull out all the way and lunge deep. I’m already a mess as my lips squirt from your cock using them. They tighten around it. You pump. Stay in my throat. My thighs twitch and my knees magnetize. I’m your.