I'll take the pretty pink one here. And the purple one, please."Momma handed over her Latinum Express Card. The tag for the Purple willbe for Kitten L...na. The pink for Daughter Kitten, 'Kitten'." She said."Right away Mistress Mona," she collected the collars and curtsiedbefore backing away into the little alcove. A few moments later shereturned with both sets, a pretty tag dangling from the loop on eachcollar now.Momma patted the little padded stools in front of the chairs and suddensilence. “I have an idea,” she whispered, “How about I kick off my shoes and you fuck my feet with that big dick?”“Don’t have to ask me twice!” he stood up, his pulsing cock at the ready. Megan pulled her shoes off and laid down on the seat, feet in the air. She wrapped them around his dick. It was the most incredible thing Harry had ever felt, he began thrusting away immediately. As he thrusted Megan rubbed her feet up and down his shaft, occasionally using one to play with the head or balls. All the. So I joined a sex site, trying to spice up the monotonous tedium of work, getting drunk with my friends, work, getting drunk with my friends etc. It had been a few years since I'd played with a cock, so I was looking for someone who was patient, older maybe....I found it in Warren. He was 20+ years my senior. But still looked ok. I emailed him on the site and he replied almost instantly.... 'still got it' I thought We arranged to meet at his house. This made me a little nervous, I didn't know. Moreau's property.Technically, I was her employee, but the contract I had to sign made itclear that I would have to do pretty much anything she wanted me to do. Iwasn't happy about it, but I wasn't angry, either. More like resigned -what could I do about it? At least she wasn't Mr. St. James, and itwasn't like I wanted to hurry back to my girly classes at The SweetAcademy. I didn't know Ms. Moreau, but then I didn't know any of thesepeople. She'd smiled at me when we met. She stood up to Mr..