Taking care of Master

"Yeah..." He says with ragged breath.

"How about you sit down for me and let me take care of you?"

Master meekly nods, a shell of the man I'm used to. That's okay. He's taken care of me so it's only fair I return the favor. He heads to his couch as I unclasp my bra. As I strut over towards him, I toy with my panties. Once I'm in front of him, I pull my panties down, flaunting my naked body to him.

"God you're so beautiful Morgan."

"Thank you Master."

I proceed to move on top of him and grip his cock. As soon as his tip meets with the lips of my entrance, I gasp. I'm so close to what I've been craving all day. There's no need to delay either, just a need to get that big fat cock of his inside of me. With haste I impale myself on his length, letting out a loud groan as I do so. Now Master's all mine to do what I want.

So I ride him. Ride him like he likes to fuck me. Rough, hard, and fast. With power and vigor. He looks to be in a daze as I work his cock like there's no tomorrow. Guess I can't blame him after what he did with Clara, who sits next to him and starts kissing him on the cheek. Reactively, he turns to her and locks lips with her. As the two make out, I continue to work his cock, screaming "Oh fuck yes..."

Turning to me, Clara says "You like that massive cock?"

"Oh I fucking love it." I growl.

Clara then slaps my ass. Rex does the same, slapping my other cheek. The lover I'd come to know had seemed to come back, if only for a moment. Still, my own motions have me near the climaxes that lover gives me, my limbs trembling with anticipation. Suddenly, it hits me like a sledgehammer, causing me to let out a loud cry as I throw my head back and convulse like crazy.

When I come down from my climatic peak, I look down at Rex with a smile before kissing him. As we wrestle tongues, he suddenly stands up. Surprised, I gasp before wrapping my legs around his waist. Suddenly the Master I'd come used to comes back, thrusting manically as I hold onto him for dear life.

"Ohh fuck! Rex..." I cry.

"You weren't expecting that were you?" He snarls.

"Oh fuck no... Don't stop. Don't stop."

I catch a glance of Clara, who plays with herself behind Master's back. Part of me wonders how long he can keep it up? Will he be able to hold me up, or will he tire out once more? And will he blow his load before I hit another climax? Either way, the wait has sure as hell be worth it. Now Clara knows what it's like, watching Master make a woman scream like a banshee when all she has is her fingers.

Master's fingers then claw into my back, as his breathing grows heavier. Again, I feel the familiar sensation of my climax approaching, my own limbs tensing up around his body. He lets out a guttural groan as I throw my head back, feeling his big dick pulsate inside of me. His seed floods my channel, right before he slumps down on his couch.

Panthing, I look to my sweaty lover, who has a dopey smile on his face.

"Thank you Master." I say.

"Thank you, Morgan. Especially for bringing your friend here."

We both look to where Clara was sitting, only to find she was gone. A moment later, I find where when her tongue drags across my tender slit. I gasp before looking down, only to see Clara sucking off the cum from Master's cock. Eager to make room for her, I flop down next to Master before saying "She's making sure you're nice and clean, Master."

"What a good girl."

Smiling, Clara says "It's the least I can do."

That's when she moves between my legs, and begins lapping up more of the cum Master had left. After a few licks, Clara sits up and kisses me, her cum-coated tongue riggling around with mine. Once our lips part, I say "Tastes good, doesn't it?"

Clara nods. "Mhmm."

She then turns to Master.

"Can't wait to taste more."