Lyndsey and Jade were in conversation and then Lyndsey also went into Latimer’s office, the door closing behind her. Through the open window shades,...I saw Latimer standing in front of her, unbuttoning her blouse..the client, standing behind, pulling up her skirt.Jade made her way to the door and I ducked down behind the sofa, just in time. She stopped briefly, looking around. Jesus! could she sense someone was here..could she hear me breathing? Apparently not. She left the office. I waited for. She didn’t taste like a woman who’d had sex in a very long time. Clean, pure, delicious. Mom came like a cannon, silently and gushing. Thick mucousy cum filled my mouth and flowed down my throat. She was still spasming when I rose and positioned myself at her entrance. Her hands clutched at me as I pushed inside, stretching her. Yes, Mom had a tight pussy, further proof that Dad hadn’t serviced his wife in a long time. Mom really did need it. I wasn’t abusing or taking advantage of her. I was. Finally your pussy, smooth and bare.And there, gazing into the night, seeking in the darkness what you could not find during the day, you masturbated yourself to orgasm each night. Your fingers began with your clit, sensitive, and engorged. Your labia was next, swollen, and opening. As juice trickled, your fingers hooked in for lubrication but quickly returned to your clit. And there for five minutes, you repeated your hypnotic rhythm. Five strokes of your clit, three caresses of your labia,. "They are ready Master," "Good then I shall mount them" I said, an unfortunate choice of phrase."Bwana, please, I am not a slaver." he looked scared but he relaxed when he saw me smiling."They are very fine, are they new?" Yes Bwana, Onigestzu tribe, we have only recently broken them, they are still frisky, but I can manage them now."Onigestzu, the proud tribe who had spurned my overtures was it two years ago, now reduced to selling their finest, or were their women escaping death by starvation.