Especially the new one, the female. Oh yes, she was going to be fun to train.Deciding her bath was done, Mistress stood carefully, and stepped out, on...o the bathmat. Immediately, her male slave arose from his crouched position, with a fresh towel, and began drying her. His eyes remained downcast, as trained, staring only at the floor -- not permitted to look at Mistress, as he dried her. A perfectly choreographed dance. She lifted her left arm, and his hand was already moving toward her with. Victoria went downstairs, poured herself a glass of wine, and stared at the computer screen. She emailed Richard the picture of her and the twins with Santa with a quick message about a great story they would share during their next Skype meeting, and telling him how much she loved him. Victoria set out the last few gifts for the girls, then looked at the new picture of her and the girls. She fought back the tears as she remembered how generous everyone was, and how the twins had made such an. I patted his bum. I turned him around, cupped his curvy arse, smoothed my hands over his encased sheen and we kissed hard. Likewise he was cupping and kneading my arse through my black tights and red knickers under my black kilt. ‘I stood up a married man to be with you this evening,’ I smirked as I pulled another ivory pair of pantyhose with the crotch cut out, over his chest and arms. ‘And it will be worth every second!’ I stepped out of my short black kilt and kicked it across the room,. I reach into your robe, cupping your breast. I begin to play with your nipple, rolling it between my fingers, pinching it slowly, pulling it gently. This causes a long slow drawn out moan from you, you lean back against me, your head resting on my chest, allowing me to continue. I now place my other hand on your neglected breast and treat your lonely nipple to the same treatment. As I'm playing with your nipples in front of the window, you reach back and weave your hand through my robe and.