“I’m not down with you, yet,” he said. He buttoned his pants back up. And took her hand. “We’re going home for the grand finale.”

***

The Master opened her door back up for her. She smiled and got in. When he got in the driver’s side, he undid his pants again. He started to drive, and Claire knew what to do without him saying a word.

She took his dick in her hand started beating him off furiously. Precum was coming out of the tip of the head again.

“I want you so bad,” she said, her hand moving up and down faster as it could go as he drove them home. “Pull over, you can take me right now.” Her other hand was trying it’s damnedest to get her off. But the Master’s needs were her first priority, and it seemed that she couldn’t satisfy both of them at once. “Please, Master,” she begged, leaning down and kissing the head of his dick. “I’m so wet, I’m so horny. I want you in me.”

His dick twitched in her hand, but he didn’t reply. Rather, he sped up, and needle was moving up to eighty.

He pushed the car down the long drive at ninety miles. When it screeched to a stop, he flew out of the car and she did the same. They met at the hood, and she was sitting on it, legs spread. His pants were still undid, as he took her waist and slammed into her their lips met. Their tongue immediately found each other and began to tango.

They thrust their hips together at the same time and pulled apart in unison. He was pounding in and out of her and she couldn’t have wanted him more.

He grabbed around the waist with his strong arms and carried her inside, still kissing. The door was open.

His lips moved down to her neck, she moaned and tangled her fingers through his hair.

“I’ve got one more surprise,” he said, kissing up and down her collar bone, laying her on the couch and slowly thrusting in and out of her.

“You’ve made my life better,” she said, her mouth was dry, like all the fluid in her body was leaking out of her pussy. “What else could you have for me?” She didn’t let him answer, instead her lips found his again for a few minutes. He broke away, kissing her neck again.

“Claire?” two voices said together. Claire’s eyes widened, she pulled completely away from the Master’s lips, though he was still inside her.

She would’ve known those voices out of thousands. After all, how could calire not recognize the voices of two people she’d been living with for a year today.

“Susanna?” Claire said, dumbstruck. “Stella? . . . What’re you doing here?”

“Finishing up your year celebration,” Stella answered.

Susanna hesitated.