She’d already been bothered over the stupid thing for days to this point, so right here, alone in her bed far from her home it wasn’t worth anothe... thought. She licked her fingers and began to tease her labia a little, her fingertips swirling only once in a little circular motion just barely touching her clitoris every time. Her other hand found its way to her breast to caress it before she got down to business. She wasn’t thinking much of anything at the moment, though a stray thought did. ’ ‘A little longer Pet.’ Cindy was twisting and squirming on the bed, alternately thrusting her breasts at me and then lifting her hips trying to get more of me in her. Her body was quivering with need and her breathing sounded like a steam engine with a hard fast puffs of air mixed with moans and pleading to let her cum. ‘OH OH OH … ooohhh ssstop … can’t stop … MMMAASSTTEERR . ‘Cum for me pet,’ I said. Her body exploded into a tight back bend with only her head and feet on the bed. All her. "Then maybe I should sample your entertainment myself, Mwanda chuckled as he advanced on the hapless girl.Chapter 2 - At the EmbassyMireille Sisterre eased her stocking up he long, elegant leg, admiring her figure in the long bedroom mirror as she did so."Do we have to, darling? I never enjoy these things, you know that!" "I know I have to play the diplomat's wife, but these arrogant black bastards are difficult to take to. Why could we not have been sent to Mauritius or Guadeloupe. Somewhere. It says "Strip Naked then proceed".I remove my clothes and hang them up. Despite knowing what is coming, my penis is getting hard, very hard. I move the curtain aside. My mistress stands before me. She wears a long black leather skirt, with a long slit up the side, i can clearly see her boots and stocking tops. She wears a white blouse, clearly displaying her black corset underneath. Her long brown hair is in a french pleat. She wears a collar and long black silk gloves. Oh such a heavenly.