I want more

The guy that just gave me one of the best orgasms of my life adjusts his pants. I stare at his young and athletic body, wishing for more of it. But he has different plans. "Follow me old slut...on your four legs please...", he says, going towards the recliners. Where is my dignity? He just called me names. Anybody else would be dead right now...but the truth is that I've lost myself. I crawl behind him, following the lead of his ankles. He just sits and relaxes, still wearing my sunglasses. "Go down flat on the ground and relax....", the man says. I know that it's an order rather than an invitation. While I lay my back on the ground under him, I'm not surprised to see his feet coming and leaning over my belly and boobs. He is degrading my femininity, sunbathing blissfully while I am under his smooth young feet.

"Do you have something to read?", he demands. I have no time to answer though that one of his feet slips under my top like his hand did before. A moment later his toes pitch my nipple and a yelp of pain and lust escapes from my lips. "Yes or no?", he asks, plainly amused by this domination. I'm doing my best to fight back the pain when the barking of a dog frozens me and spoils the moment. "Anna....she is already here...", I say. "She can't see this....let me go...she...mmmm". The muffled sound of my voice is the result of a large male sole holding on my mouth. "Ok, now I'll let you go Mrs.Jenkins. I just wanna say that what has happened today is a one-shot. As soon as I rise my foot you are a free woman and what is behind us must be remembered only as a dream. For the good of both". I almost cry listening that but in the deep of my heart I know that this is the best course of action. For an ever lasting moment I smell his skin once again and enjoy the sensation of being dominated by a handsome young man, something that I was missing without even knowing.

When Jonhatan lifts his foot and I get on my feet; the dream is over. The happy face of a dog peeps out of the door, followed by that of my daughter. "I never rode so fast!", she announced excited, only to change her expression a moment later. "Mom...why your make up is so messy??", "Oh it's the water dear...I swimmed a bit..." I tried to justify myself. "....but your hair are dry...", she replies, quite confused. "Well, so it must be the sun...I barely noticed that. Go to your boyfriend, I need to fix it...", I say, almost running trough the garden. I hope that my strange behavior will go unnoticed...just the idea of my daughter discovering...but I know that Jonathan created that situation on purpose, freeing me just a few moments before her arrival. That's the last cold dish of humiliation dispensed by that sexy young brute that I will never cross again.