’. She bent over slightly and stepped back until she was just within arms reach. I reached out and slowly stroked her ass. ‘Thong?’, I asked. �...Always’, she replied. I wanted to fuck her right away but I held back. If this was going to be a one-time shot I may as well take my time and enjoy it. I stood behind her, my hands on her hips I bent her forward a little more and slowly ground my already hard cock against her ass. It felt great and it was something I had dreamed of doing many times as we. When we arrived in her room, she sat me down on the bed. She stood over me and grasped my face in both of her hands and said, "Ken. To make love to a Mistress is a very extraordinary privilege for a slave. Since you aren't my slave, it's a little different situation. But, for you to make love to me, it still has to be done my way. Are you still willing to do ahead?" "Yes." "Stand up and take your things off. I want to watch you undress." I did as she asked, folding my clothes and putting them. When Clarice called, I insisted.”“Doc’s here, too,” I said. “Are we expecting anyone else?”“No, Tony, that’s it for now. We want to see the paintings and then talk some serious business,” Clarice said. We joined Kate and Doc and served more tea. We had an easel set at center of the stage with good lighting and the three sat in the chairs we provided. We’d decided to bring the pieces out one at a time, alternating between Kate’s and mine. The three critics stayed seated for about twenty seconds. At the same time, her hand slipped down to her pussy and she started fingering herself. My face was soon covered in lubricant and my mouth filled with my own ejaculate. I stood up and brought my lips to hers and let my cum slide into her open mouth. She swallowed some and spat some back while smearing my lips. We went on like this until there was nothing left.She began to stroke my cock gently, then leaned forward to take me into her mouth. Her tongue played with my knob and then travelled down.