Fucking Ms.

As you and Sarah entered the room you took a long look at her body. She would be by far the hottest woman you've ever fucked. You laid down on the bed then asked Sarah to climb on top. You were still so angry that you were afraid if you were in control you'd take it too far. She climbed on top of you, then awaited your command. You told her to lower her pussy onto your penis. She got the widest smile on her face that you'd ever seen, then her pussy swallowed your cock whole.

It felt amazing! She was somehow still tight, even after years of being fucked. "Oh fuck Sarah, how does your pussy feel so good?" you excitedly asked. "I do kagel exercises each day sir; men deserve a tight pussy to fuck."

You each started moaning and humming as you fucked each other. After a few minutes, Sarah started sharing her experience with you. "Oh sir, this is the best fuck I've ever had. Your penis feels so incredible inside of my cum dump. Oh god, I can't believe I get to fuck a man such as yourself. Oh god, Oh god. You're so superior to me, yet you honor me my shoving your cock in my hole. Oh fuck this is amazing!"

Sarah's words started becoming unintelligible. She was yelling loudly and her body was spasming. She was having the most intense orgasm you'd ever seen. The sight caused you to shoot your load deep within her pussy as well.

She got off of your lap then cleaned your cock with her tongue. She then went to the bathroom and began filling a plastic bucket. She came back into the bedroom and sat near the edge of your bed by your feet. She dipped her hands into the water then used them to massage your feet. The sensation of the warm water combined with the foot massage was heavenly.

"Sir, this is what my former husband asked me to do after we had sex. Please let me know if this pleases you."

You couldn't form a sentence. You were in paradise. After a few minutes though you came back to your senses. You let Sarah know that the foot bath felt good but you wanted to move on. She put her supplies back then climbed next to you in bed.

As you enjoyed the feeling of a beautiful servant in your arms, your thoughts turned back to Bobby. "Sarah, did you clean Bobby's feet too after sex?" you asked. "I did not. After sex he often fell asleep. He would ask me to lay down at the edge of my bed with my head near his penis in case he woke up and needed to piss."

That was the last straw. He made his mom sit and wait for him to sleep while she did nothing. You stood up, naked and spent, and marched over to Bobby's room.