She turned her head to look at me then sat on the edge of her bed.“Actually sweetie there has been a change in plans.”I looked at her with a littl...e disappointment. “What do you mean? I thought we were going out?“Actually Missy, I thought you could take the car tonight and go find a man to bring home for me like I brought home that big black cock.” She said with a smile and that famous devious grin of hers.I thought about it for a second and loved it. The thought of going out dressed so sexy and. It was at Maspeth that I had the time and space to do some dominatrix gigs. You’d be surprised at how much sexual guilt survives into this so-called enlightened age of ours. Of course, my beatings and chidings of them simply inspired most of them to masturbate further when they got home on those evenings.There were two basic ways to inflict punishment on them: over my knees or having them bend over something like a desk. Sometimes they would just bend over and grab their own ankles. I rarely. . I am going to cum”, I grunted as I thrust into her. It was too stimulating and I could not last long.“Oooh, aah, wait.. “, she moaned as she built up her own orgasm.It was hard for me to wait when her pussy was gripping my cock tightly. She did not let me wait for too long.“Ammm… wu… aaah… now.. cum in me”, she gave me the green signal to cum.“Aah, here it comes”, I cummed into her. I was wearing a condom or otherwise, there would have been consequences!We collapsed on the bed and were. Nobody is going to be shooting at us. Your part will be easier than a video game. You just have to not panic or freeze up, when it starts to happen. You can do that. You're a tough woman." Okay, like a video game," she was talking to herself and had started to walk slowly back to bed. "I can do that. Just read the numbers off the display. So he can be the sniper. Then..." Her quiet monologue drifted off and I couldn't make out the words any more.I got up and followed her. "You gonna be all.