After hanging up my jacket, I sat down in the easy chair provided and resumed the somewhat aptly named Wodehouse novel, Money in the Bank, that I had ...een reading during those times that I was not otherwise engaged with my duties.Time moved on once more and the household had settled back into its routine. The opportunities to make love to Lady Maude had naturally diminished, but it was still possible to enjoy each other at least on one or two occasions each week, although we both missed sharing. Soon her hand begin to move, gliding across Kamari’s bare skin, When she starts to moan, the master stops and spreads her ass cheeks apart, exposing the inside of the tight backdoor to the now cooler air. The sensation of the cool air threatens to overtake Kamari until a warm tongue slides over and around the entrance before slipping into the open hole. It doesn’t last long, as if she is only stealing a taste. Because squeezing the base of her prick, the master guides it to Kamari’s ass,. Once done she flushed the toilet and checked herself in the mirror again. She pushed her giant breasts up and readjusted her dress, showing a little more cleavage. Finally she left turning the light off. Stephen waited a full minute before moving. Even then he proceeded cautiously and peeked into the bedroom. Heather was gone. Stephen quickly stuffed the bag full of lingerie back into Heather’s suitcase. Stephen then snuck out of the guest bedroom and went outside as quietly as possible.. Her life perhaps had a kind of order to it now.That had been over two weeks earlier. Some disturbing thoughts were coming to my mind. If I want to keep her, I’d have to tame her again periodically. That wasn’t how I had expected to deal with women, but that’s the way it was going to be with her.Then I considered how her uncle had motivated her, as she had put it. She was working at Burger King, of all places. What was required was a belt across her backside. Plus, I was excited by the idea of.