I got out and slowly walked with her up to the door. A man opened the door. “Good evening, Mistress.”“Good evening, slave. I have a new arrival....Get us some drinks will you?”“Yes, Mistress.”‘Mistress’? What is all this about? Isn’t she happily married? Who is this guy?“Come.” My aunt ordered as we stepped inside, and walked up the stairs. The house was cream and white decorated and there was a slight sandalwood smell in the air. We made our way into a large well furnished bedroom. “Strip!” Came. Arrogant breasts. This pose tautens her belly, arches her spine a bit, tilts her pelvis, changes the way the fat roll on her lower abdomen meets her fat pudenda. Plumps up both. Very attractive. Very sexy. I can’t keep my hands off of her.Her knees lie flat on the mattress, at right angles to her torso. Babies can do this, but not many adults are limber enough. The corded groin tendons are very prominent, and so is her mound. Rubbing my palms over the silky skin, I express by touch, my. The big issue was timing. I wanted to take the Windrunner with me and it wasn't going to be back for at least two weeks. Neither was one of the transport bireme that I wanted to take with me or almost two hundred crewmen who were with Tagus that I would need for the upcoming venture. All of this would delay the operation for at least three weeks if not more and put us into weather that wasn't the most hospitable at that time of year and the trip home would be risky for vessels like the two. Brenda sat beside me on the sofa and put her arm around my shoulders. I leaned over to her and kissed her. She really got into it and began stroking my nips. So then I really got into it. She stood up, took my hand, and led me to her bedroom. Though her sister wasn’t expected before midnight, she still locked the door then turned to me and said, “I want to undress you.” I shrugged okay and stood still while she removed my jacket, blouse, and bra then fell to her knees to suck my nips. After.