My lover’s burning cum seared my flesh and I moaned and writhed beneath his spewing cock. My hands moved over my breasts and neck, spreading his warming presence upon my skin, finger’s pushing him into my aching cunt. “Oh yes.” I breathed, my aching body demanding more and more, praying that this shower of utter joy would continue. My senses were whirring, my body trembling and though I longed to remove the blindfold and look upon my lover, the torment of never knowing was infinitely more appealing. That look from a fellow shopper at the checkout or smile from a stranger in the street would always be edged with the possibility that we had met before. My body was alive and wilful, the rise and fall of my breasts extenuated by gyrating hips and quivering lips. Oh how I wanted to be fucked, needed to be fucked. I imagined Andi, how proud she must be, how satisfied in my demonstration that I belonged to her, obeyed her.<br/><br/>And my heart leapt at the sound of Andi’s voice, but tinged with jealousy that she had similar power over this young man as she wielded over me. It didn’t matter, I was hers; with all that I am I was hers.<br/><br/>Soft commanding hands helped me up and I reached forward with both hands to find the prone body beneath them. They explored the taught muscle and toned sinew, moving cautiously, familiarising themselves with the contours of his landscape until they encircled his flaccid cock.<br/><br/>I spread my knees wide and bent forward so that my ass stood high and I inhaled his familiar scent. How the young are slaves to the pressure of their peers, how one follows another and all become one. She imagined the boy beneath her to actually be Reese and the exquisite immorality of her thought was all consuming. Afterwards I would confide this guilty secret to Andi, who may, if I’m lucky, favour me with suitable penance. My lips found his cock, and it coiled within my mouth like a sleeping serpent. While my lips attempted to summon him back to life, my hands continued to roam, his legs and chest were firm and muscular, his waist trim and athletic – oh how delightful he must be to look upon.<br/><br/>And I felt Andi’s warm breath upon my cheek, her lips against mine as we shared this tender morsel. How our mouths worked as one, how her voice, oh how that voice melted my heart. ‘My beautiful whore’ she called me and my heart leaped with pride. “Oh yes my love.” I whispered. “I am that and would be so much more.”<br/><br/>When with Andi, there was no one else. The corpse beneath me was an extension of her being, his ecstatic moans were her cries of pleasure and approval. I let my hand wander to Andi, gliding smoothly over her perfection. I felt her tremble at my touch and I would have endured an eternity of pain and suffering for such a reward. My lips, my mouth, my cunt were hers. I lived for her and obeyed spoken and unspoken commands without thought. My pain and my pleasure were hers to dispense and I enjoyed each with equal relish, knowing the pleasure it gave her. Such was my love of her.<br/>