She curtseyed before us. “Oui (Yes) Master.” She was a quiet, soft spoken little thing with a french accent. The master proceeded to order a fluff... scrambled egg and toast with a cup of black coffee and glass of fresh orange juice for my breakfast. My favourite breakfast.“Oui, tout de suite Master. (Yes, right away.)” Sophia curtseyed again and disappeared into the mansion.“How did you know?” I asked confused.“We put all prospective girls through a period of surveillance Riley… where you go,. .. oh so delightful! He sat himself behind the desk and looked at Melissa. He looked for a long, long while... and the lust built steadily up in him. “Young Miss,” he said at last,” I want you to come here. ” Slowly, biting her lips, Melissa rose from her chair and approached the desk. She was very pale and tense. “Round this side...” Melissa came round and stood right before Havers. He smiled. It was a leering, lascivious smile. “I think you are a naughty girl,” he said. “And I don’t mean. I won’t say ‘love’ because I’m not sure I even know what that is. Maybe I’m using you for pleasure like he is me. You do give me a lot more of it than he does. Your cock fits me better and you try harder to make me enjoy it.”I’d gotten erect hearing this and slid inside as we talked. “Thanks for explaining that. I appreciate honesty as much as anything even if it’s stuff I might not like hearing. Anyway, you were doing him before you met me so what can I say. I’ll just accept it for now.”Billie. This was Maria's cue, signifying that her animal had been readied for the main event. She entered the barn from the back door, outside of which she had been playing with her pussy, both to get herself ready and also because it was a habit with her. She approached the stage and paused for the adulation of the audience.Maria was a striking woman, built like the proverbial brick shithouse. Since she was naked except for a pair of high black boots and a silver chain around her narrow waist, her.