I. and Homeland Security. Both have tried to hire him full time but he likes his independence.”Well, that would explain how he got into my head so q...ickly. I finally asked the question I’d been dying to since the conversation started. “Does he date? Is he in a relationship now?”Amanda sighed. “No.“Not at all?”Her laugh was sad. “The closest thing he’s had to a date was sharing ice cream with you. Too bad you’re married. I think you would be great for him.”I secretly agreed but just said. You have the options to call me Mistress, Miss, Master, Madam, or Maam. Yes Miss Celia, I will obey anything you ask of me, was his reply, and at the time, I smirked. This boy was amusing. Anything? Doubtful. Age? Description? My answer was short, because my doubt had settled. If he is willing to do anything, hes probably very unattractive and old, I muttered to myself, laying back on my bed, phone in hand, my satin sheets sliding against my naked body. Seventeen, maam. I have medium length. The smell and the taste was wonderful, and still is to this day. She turned and sat up, to stare at me as I stared at her. What she saw, I think, was a well-built guy, six-pack, muscular legs, and in the middle of all that, a cock that was bursting to escape. I saw a good-looking blonde, with large titties, bursting to get out of her bra, a smooth stomach, and under the slim panties, a shaven haven."I need to christen every room in this house before you go home" My nipples were hard by now, and. She rolled, laughing, to have her pussy licked and enjoyed the look of the terrified male who was now sure he would drown. The mood of the four girls turned to a mixture of disappointment and new curiosity when Ayesha caught their attention. “Girls! Finish your games and come and see to my slaves.” Slave could not help but notice when the lithe and sweating beauty downed her whip and moved to the head of the staked male, he willingly kissed her feet as she looked down at him. When she.