She complimented me on my nicely maintained figure even at my age of 54 and asked for the secret. I replied with compliments to her also. Out chat pro...ressed to type of bras that we use and at a point I didn’t understand so she offered to show it to me. SO then Sandhya removed the blouse and came very near to me and started showing me the new type of elastic on the bra. I had to handle those to examine and incidentally touched her boobs. She smiled at me. Took both my hands and placed them on. She bit down on his shoulder hard enough to leave a mark that would stay for weeks, but he didn’t notice the pain and instead held her tighter. He knew she was close, and so was he. Her breasts pressed against his chest, the nipples hard little buttons on his skin.She quickened her pace. Her cock rubbing against him faster and faster. She could feel her orgasm right there, right on the edge. She thrust herself harder against will, increasing the pressure on her cock.“I’m...goin’...to cum!” she. Then Jane would be happy and I'd have made a promise that I'd keep no matter what, and things would be the way they were supposed to be finally.Jane wasn't doing that though and all I could do was stare at her."I trust you," she sighed, like that was all there was to it. "You're the one I want to decide what we do, okay? Not me. If you want to have another girlfriend, it's up to you." Jane kissed my neck softly while she talked."But..." If you want me to be her best friend, I'll do it." She. They'd probably done it before the First Civil War as well, but I didn't know for sure. It was upscale, very expensive to join, and offered a discrete, yet public outlet for these men to enjoy their slaves in the company of other owners.So many of the older women I saw were beautiful and they were dressed much better than I was. I felt very self-conscious in that slutty outfit I was wearing, but Mr. Reiser didn't seem to notice at all. I did see some other girls my age too, black slaves in.