Clothes off! I like to work nude too. Joan, you’re first. Do you have any good body oil we can use?”We headed up to the loft bedroom, stripping of... and stepping out of our clothes as we went. Joan pulled the duvet back and lay face downwards on the bed. Roseanne spotted an airplane blindfold on the night stand and covered Joan’s eyes with it.“Time to relax! Derek and I are going to give you the works.” Lowering her voice conspiratorially she went on, “Start at that end, I’ll start up. We saw fear of what tomorrow would bring, and excitement. We saw a shared arousal at the uncertainty, the promise of sexual torments and humiliations that we knew were possible. We sat there quietly for a long time. There was nothing to say. We were both imagining what tomorrow would be like.We went to bed then. Neither of us slept all that soundly. In the morning I showered and put my dress on. I had arranged my outfits for the week from least to most scandalous. I knew the looks that I was. Was not quite the businessman his father was, and to go the extramile in nabbing clients he had my services to offer. And of course, Idid not mind one bit.Alan Jr. eventually married. At this point house slaves were... while notexactly common, an understood item. So his wife was not too shocked whenwe were introduced and I asked to suck her tits.Alan Jr. moved back to his parents' house on their death and kept me alittle tucked away, away from the kids. I lived in their bedroom, readyto take. Uski pink panty thi, soft thi, usmein uski khushboo aa rahi thi. Maine use sooonga aur chaata aur apne laude par lipta ke muth maari. Do minute mein hi main jhadne gaya. Mera maal maine flush mein gira diya, lekin last ka maal uski panty se poncha.Phir main chupke se uske kamre mein phir gaya. Woh aankhein band kar ke leti thi lekin uske chehre se dikh raha tha ki dard theek nahi hua hai. Maine jhat se uski panty ko wapas rakh diya. Uski aankh khuli toh maine uska haal pucha. Bhai abhi bhi.