He was laughing at me!You like that, huh?what?You like that nigga dick, don'tcha?I told him I didn't know what he was talking about. But he knew.I saw...you looking through that hole- you weren't pissin and your feet gave you away.Look pal, you got me all wrong-I just caught you now staring at it in the mirror, bitch!I started to argue, but he had finished, and shook it, and I guess I looked down at it again. I got you all right... don't I? I was embarrassed and left, went and got my burger and. 5 minutes later when she had calmed down, she set about writing her reply whilst the dildo and butt plug were still inserted.‘Dear Mistress Natalie, Please forgive me for not addressing you correctly I am not used to calling someone ‘Mistress’. That email made me so horny I came, and got my 10” dildo in my cunt all the way, which I have never done before.Reading that I would love to be your slave. You included almost everything I want; may I suggest stretching my nipples, clit and. By the end of the week, I could give a good description of how Mar got dressed, and what she did with a funny looking round thing that took batteries, which she kept hidden in drawer. I was walking like a peg-legged pirate most of the time. My grades were not doing well, (that meant anything less than an A) so Mom was all over my case the next weekend, and all the week after. Soon I was caught up, and Mar had another sleepover planned. So I reprogrammed my computer, and on Friday night I let it. Max, so she quickly got in touch with him and made sure he would come over at least once a week to check over her harem. Offcourse she paid him a living wage, after work he could have a couple of hours in private with one or a few of his taste, young girls.The ground floor was what you could expect of a mansion. Large, spacy rooms full of luxorious furniture. There were always 2 butlers present, who would run the household together with the Chef. Also on the ground floor were the rooms of all.