My usual practice whenwashing his back was to have him kneel in the tub. I would lather his backand ass with soap and gently wash and massage him. As ...y hands came to hisass, I would massage the cheeks of his ass tenderly, paying close attentionto his exposed and relaxed asshole. In washing, I would playfully wash hisasshole, inserting one finger, then two, sometimes three into his hole, andwash in a fucking motion, gently, steadily, rhythmically. My washing wouldcontinue down to his balls,. ‘That was a while ago.’ ‘More than thirty years. Funny to come back, after all this time. Actually…’ Oh God, yet another person who didn’t know. Why did she always have to be the one to break the bad news? ‘I don’t suppose you know what happened to the old boy that used to live here, do you? Charlie, his name was.’ Repressing a sigh, she pushed the till drawer closed. ‘I’m afraid he died a few years ago,’ she said, moving out from behind the counter. ‘You’re kidding?’ ‘No, I wish I was.’ But. You look at me, and with a smirk that says it all climb on the bed next to me. You place your hand over my eyes to block my view, I feel you moving around on the bed next to me, next thing I know your hand on my face has been replaced with your dripping pussy. While I’m coming to terms with the fact your hot pussy is now over my face you plunge my cock into your mouth, I groan as I reach up to your pussy, plant my lips on your clit and begin to suck. You moan on my cock, the vibrations sending. " Turning back to Cathy who was grinning at their exchange, she said, "Slave, what are you grinning at?"Then to Dan she said, "What do you think of her muscle tone? Do you think she's ... durable enough? And what should we use her for? Field work? House work? How about for breeding purposes?"Dan appeared to look skeptical and said, "Isn't she a bit ... scrawny ... for breeding? And I don't know about her muscles for field work." Slave, show your master your arm and shoulder development!" Cindy.