"Don't worry it's ok to cry." She kissed each of his closed eyes. Reaching down she picked up the condom that she had dug from her purse. She tore the...wrapper open and placed it in her mouth. She slowly slid the condom down over his pulsing meat. Her teeth tight to his shaft as her tongue played lightly over the ends to smooth it down. Roger could only grind his teeth as the sensation crept up his spine. Everything felt so intense, so unreal. "Now it's time for your prize." Ginger lowered. As she opened the door and looking inside, much as she had before, Jen used the opportunity to this time lift her blouse up, pulling her bra along with it, and flashed me her right boob. Slightly less tan than the rest of her, capped with a dark, hard nipple, my mouth watered at the sight of her bare tit. That same tit I had seen in the one picture she had on her profile, yet still I was amazed at the sexiness of it. As Vanessa moved stuff around in the fridge, Jen pulled her tit upward. ”“But you've been so bad,” she teased. “I'm sorry, Mistress, please.” She smiled down on me. “Get on the bed,” she told me. I crawled to the bed slowly and laid on my back. She stood over me and looked down at my body. 'My pet' she called me, she loved it when I pretended to be her slave. She leaned down over me and kissed my lips. My hands slowly traced the curves of her body before she grabbed my wrists and pinned me to the bed. “Ah, ah, ah,” she said, “You know better, no touching mistress. That should introduce a little more stress into paradise.My job was also on the agenda. Whilst I hadn't dropped anything, I hadn't been giving one hundred percent, what with so many office call with Camilla and the police. I had made as many as possible while I was on site calls and late afternoons. But not all. No-one was rattling my cage, mainly because I had put the hours in on the preparation and had my crew well on-side. I had to be seen clock punching.Finally, I had been so busy with all.