“Are you serious slave” she asked.“If that is what my Mistress wishes then how can a slave refuse? I just thought you’d want me all to yoursel... is all” I said with a cheeky grin on my face.“That is a very good point slave, I will have to keep the idea in mind though. But for today you will be fully dressed……. Wait lets make it a little more fun, you will not wear underwear so it is easier for me to gain access to him when ever I want”She then picked up my jeans and t-shirt and walked towards. "Maybe but, with my slowness and reticence in returning your love, I'm slightly surprised." Hush, my silly Tig. I suspect those Romany spirits are a lot more canny than to rush you into anything."Annette gazed into his eyes. "You are a very, very special man," she whispered. "I don't believe anyone else but you would have put up with me. Thank you so much, my darling."Harry kissed the tip of her nose. "And if you weren't so special I wouldn't have. I love you, Tig. Yes, I lust you. Who could. I enjoyed it when I was there and she came back in from work, usually finding an excuse to try and catch a glimpse of her in her suit before she changed into her tracksuit bottoms and removed her pantyhose. After she'd changed I'd try and sneak into her room and go through her pantyhose drawer. It was a veritable treasure trove with all different colours. My favourites were the navy blue but she'd also got some in green with a small dot/bobble pattern, red and a pair of black tights with an. He was slurping up the hot, sticky fluid. His tongue ran repeatedly across my clit and then penetrated deep into my pussy. It was like getting great oral sex and a great fuck at the same time. As Buster made one especially deep plunge into my pussy I began to feel that warm orgasmy feeling starting. The orgasm hit me hard, it was one of those long rolling-thunder orgasms that leave me shaking all over. As the feeling subsided I slowly slid off of my hands and knees and stretched out on my.