But first he mortgaged their house to the limit so that she had to file bankruptcy. She lost everything including her self-respect. Fortunately all of...their children were grown up and out of the house. In fact they were all married and living in small apartments. She had two sons and a daughter all in their twenties. Sybil was forty-seven years old at the time and in my opinion a very good-looking woman still. I had certainly admired her most of my life. She was my wife’s older sister. So I. ‘I think I know how to greet you properly.’ He touched his mouth to hers, teasing and tempting her with his tongue. ‘Mmmm that was nice, where are we going now?’ Susan asked after they broke the kiss, gasping for air. ‘Straight to my house, of course.’ Mike answered, a lecherous smile on his handsome face. Susan looked at that familiar smile and felt faint, he was so gorgeous when he smiled, even more so in person. She couldn’t wait to see what he had in store for her. Mike pushed the door to. My usual security and limo are waiting for me.We get to her dom’s address, and we have a plan with backup plans to support. It isn’t the first time we rescued a slave. Our first attempt is for me to go in there, pretending to want to buy the slave and check out his place with a couple security guards accompanying me. He doesn’t answer the door, and we don’t know if he is there. We don’t want it to look like we are targeting his home or that something is up, so when he doesn’t answer, we. I love her for it though. She's wild and exciting - we're a perfect match, so it seems.I watch her approach him, her ass displaying for me the same perfect wiggle that it had given our new stranger friend, minutes before when she entered the bar. I'm transfixed by the ease with which she approaches him and engages him in conversation. I desperately try to make out what they're saying, but can only imagine the teasing exchange of comments and eye contact they're having.As usual, the excitement I.