In front were a pair of handcuffs attached the stander. He went around the front after he spanked my ass and placed the handcuffs on my wrists. He s...aid that now I'm his prisoner. I replied, "do whatever you want to me." He stripped in front of me. First he toke off his shirt and then slowly he toke off his pants and his underwear. His dick was hard. He caresses his dick with his right hand up and down. Now my dick was hard. He went down to his knees and started to massage my dick. . "Uh, uh, Mrs. Thompson," Dean said teasingly, waving his finger at me like I was a naughty schoolgirl. "Not this time, slut. This is just a taster, just to let you know what you're missing." He thrust against me and elicited another gasp. "Next week Mrs. Thompson, I'm gonna fuck you senseless."Then he withdrew his impressive shaft and slapped it against my throbbing clitoris. Sparks of electricity tore through my frame making me regret asking him to stop him. Before I could beg him to screw me,. “Ah,” Mom said. “We wondered about that. We devised a plan this week, that we completed only after you’d left to visit with Jim. We didn’t tell Meka about it, as we suspected strongly that it wouldn’t work out, and we didn’t want to get her hopes up for no reason. However, we solved the last hurdle this evening. We attempted to call Meka just a minute or so before you returned, but it went straight to voice mail.“We’ve arranged for medical-assisted transport to the game tomorrow, with allowance. I get to ride that thing every night, and so will she. That’s what she’s going to be doing and feeling while you’re doing ... whatever Troy has planned. Excuse me a moment.” Julie walked over to the bed.“Troy, hon, I want you to be where Susan is with her. Nothing exists but her, nothing matters but making Susan cum. You’ll cum with her third orgasm and gently awaken and bring her back while holding her after. Go deeper and understand.”“Ooh ... thank you Mistress ... Ungh, yeah ... fuck,.