She went to the nightstand, and brought back a small tube. Flicking it open, she squeezed a small amount of gel into her palm. Reaching back through h...s legs, she spread the lubricant all over his hot cock. He gasped as the cold gel touched him, but as Rebecca smoothed it around, he moaned. HIs eyes were closed, and he gave himself over to the sensation she was causing. Squeezing more lubricant onto her hand, she spread it liberally. She coated his hanging scrotum, making him gasp. She slowly. She possessed my lamp.Gina smiled at me. "How are you feeling today, Sammi?" I'm feeling just fine, Mistress," I replied. "It's so very nice ofyou to ask." This all seemed so familiar. However, I wasn't theleast bit impressed with her phony smile. Who was she trying to kid?"I'm glad to hear that, Sammi," replied the Mistress, still smiling."I thought you might still be a little upset with me. I know youwere less than happy with me when I was your Master before, but I'vechanged. I really hope. I don't deserve this attitude. You must respect your father's wishes and move on. I tell you what, why don't I make us both a drink and we can sit here and talk things through." I got up and walked toward the drinks bar in the corner, calling over my shoulder to ask what she wanted. Suddenly her elbow was round my throat from behind, pulling me backwards."Move on? Move on? You bitch; the only person moving on is you! You're going back to the solicitor first thing tomorrow and sign the house. Slowly ever so slowly, the robe slips further down until the very top of her shapely, soft butt, sliding ever so slowly down, revealing the full beauty if her curves. My heart begins to pound as the robe finally falls to ground, discarded like the wings of an angel, shining out in the night. I can see the full beauty of her body as she stands there, demure and silent, seemingly reveling in the heat of the night. She stretches languidly, her arms reaching for the silent stars and exhales.