“Really?” she asked, “You're feeling naughty aren't you?”I just nodded and she headed for the toilet. My cock instantly started to grow.When L...cy walked back, her tits were wobbling from side to side and it was going unnoticed around the pool table.She sat down facing the pool table and pulled her drink to her lips as she whispered “done!!”.I whispered “Open your legs a little so they can see that you have no knickers on”.She didn't need asking twice. She opened her legs and sipped on her drink. Power. I am Bob, ah, Bobbie Jones. I wrote "The Genie and the Cheerleaders". I need to see him about my contract," said Bob."Sorry, my mistake. You are very attractive. My model is running late. Ican take you to Mr. Power, its just down the hallway to the left," Thesmiling photographer lead Bobbie to Mr. Power's office."Mark, this is Bobbie Jones. She says she's here about a story. I amlooking for a late model, gotta split, Chow," and the photographer was back out the door.As the. Show now, I replied with a seductive smile. Tell me later. With that, he raised his hand to his head and removed his cowl. Underneath was the most attractive face I had ever seen. He had short, messy blonde hair (you know, the kind of look all the hip guys go for these days), and chiseled cheekbones. Without his cowl, his eyes shown even more brightly. Well hello there, bright eyes, I cooed, and leaned in to kiss him before he could respond. We proceeded to make out for some time, with me. As Stella was most close to her, she would be Servant first day and I her humble slave.We both noticed how often the eyes of Marina gazed at the blond bush sexy Stella showed her.We both smiled as Marina told Stella not to wear a slip tomorrow, also as her sexy Servant.Day 1: Mistress Marina and Servant Stella slave PeterMarina was horny all night with all kind of foxy fantasies going on in her naughty mind.Marina had wondered what the recipe was for our so satisfying love making in the.