Anything." Will you call me Master when you do it?" Yes, Master."When she said that, I knew her submissive streak was taking hold again, and I decided... to put her out of her misery. Rubbing her clit firmly, but still with only one finger, I spoke into her ear, and directly to her core, "Come for me slave, come hard, right now, on my hand, and my cock." She clenched everywhere at once; I could feel it along the entire length of my penis. Her breathing stopped for a moment, then she began a low. The morning went smoothly for Dent, which was both good and bad. He didn't remember eating breakfast although he must have as he didn't feel hungry and it was easier than most times to allow his body to run through the T'chi exercises on its own; his mind was far, far away. Everything except the scent, feel and thought of the women he shared his bed with seemed to slip away. He was elated! Empowered! And of course thoroughly confused. What did it all mean? Was it really what she wanted or was. This was not a problem at all for mother or I until we realized that there was only one queen size bed and a very tiny couch. Ofcourse neither of us realized this until later that afternoon after drinking large amounts of red wine and retiring early. Yes, my aunt is a borderline alcoholic and she doesn't like to drink alone! I grabbed our luggage from moms car and began to bring them in the cabin when it struck me that I would be sleeping on this incredibly small couch. Being over 6 feet tall I. They were only a bit more cheerful and uninhibited, and so for the entire party they kissed and caressed until they were burning with desire. Once they got to the room, Andrea asked if it was not best to take a cold shower to quell the desire that had been aroused, but seeing Ilaria dressed in that night blue evening dress, was becoming torture. It was not the dress itself that was execessive, it was Ilaria that made it explosive, it fit her like a glove and made it more attractive than ever.