With eagerness to serve

"I've got about half an hour to serve you, Master."

"That should be enough time."

"So what do you want me to do, Master?"

"I want you to get naked for me."

"With pleasure, Master."

I stand up and throw my blazer off before I begin to unbutton my blouse as I walk around his coffee table. By the time I'm in front of him, he's removed his pants, giving his legs the ability to move freely. He spreads them as he slowly strokes his cock. With haste, I throw my blouse open, revealing my petite beestings and the fact I'm not wearing a bra.

"No bra huh?"

"You like that Master?" I say as I pull by my skirt and my panties down.

"I certainly do."

Once my bottoms hit the ground, I turn around, giving Rex a view of my perky ass. Looking over my shoulder, I ask "You ready to fuck my wet little pussy Master?"

A shark-ish smirk fills Rex's face. "Oh yeah."

He then stands up and motions to the kitchen island. "Go over there and bend over for me."

"Yes Master."

I head over to the island where I bend over for Master. He approaches, that cock of his swinging with every step. Once he's behind me, he slaps his shaft against my slit, the impact almost hammerlike due to the sheer mass of his member. Leaning into my ear, Rex asks "You want this cock, Morgan?"

"Please Master. Can't you feel how wet I am for you?"

"Oh I sure can, Morgan."

Rex then presses his tip against my craving slit. Without further ado, he plunges inside of me, going as deep as he can.

"OH FUCK!" I yelp as I grip the edge of the kitchen island.

"Isn't that what you wanted?" Rex snarls as he begins to thrust.

"Oh yes Master... Fuck me."

Rex starts hammering me with long, deep strokes that shook me every time. Age hadn't taken away his strength. In fact, it'd given him an understanding of what a woman like me needs. Not a timid coward who was afraid of hurting me, but a man who could pound me into submission. His pace continues to increase with every thrust he gives. He's certainly not hammering me like an old man who'd just strained a muscle, but what do I care?

"Oh my fucking God... Rex..."

"Bet you weren't expecting this when you came over?" Rex's hand crashes into my right ass cheek.

"AH! Not at fucking all."

"You're gonna visit me every day, aren't you?"

"Oh fuck yes Master." I cry as my limbs begin to wobble.

"You about to cum for me?"

"YEEEEEEES MASTER!" I throw my head back as my body begins to quiver. The pleasure overwhelms me, causing me to slump into the kitchen island and slide off of Rex's cock. I'm barely able to stand, but I couldn't care less. Once I come down from my orgasmic high, I look over my shoulder to Rex who says "Get down on your knees."

"Yes Sir."

I fall into position for Rex, his massive cock looming over my face. "Finish me off."

"Yes Master."

I wrap both hands around his thick member and start stroking away. I gotta admit, I'm surprised Rex hasn't blown his load yet. Then again, there is quite a bit of pre-cum dripping from his tip, so I decide to lap it up as I stroke his shaft.

"Ohh Morgan... That's it."

"You gonna cum soon Master?"

"Oh yes... Keep doing that."

I feel his shaft pulsate in my hands.

"NGHH Just like that."

Feeling his impending climax, I drop my jaw and pinch underneath his cock right before he's about to blow. As his load builds, I pull on his length, unleashing a flood of cum onto my face. Rope after rope splatters onto my face, from forehead to chin, even dripping down onto my chest. I blink in amazement, thankful he didn't get any into my eye. Looking up, I see an ear-to-ear smile on his face.

"My God... That was one hell of a load Rex." I reply.

"Oh... I fucking needed it too." He sighs.

"Well, I better clean up then. Good to see you're still in good shape."

"Yeah well, you might need to check on me tomorrow too."

"Oh trust me, I will."