The girl -- for Kate could not think of her as a woman -- looked at the carpeted floor, and was still. Kate held her breath.The silence stretched for ...ong moments. Then he turned to the girl. "Perhaps you would lock the door, as you should have last week. I am disappointed that you did not remember this simple task." I am sorry, master," was her only reply, as she stood and walked quickly to the door. She must have seen Kate, but her eyes were fixed straight ahead. "MASTER"??? Kate thought to. They don’t fit in the slightest. The shirt was long, it fell halfway to my knees. Shrugging, I exit the closet. He’s lying on the bed, messing with his phone. Morgan had changed his clothes as well, looking beautiful in his workout clothes. ‘We could watch a movie on my phone,’ he offers, looking up at me. His eyes linger at my bare legs as I climb into the bed with him. His expression remains indecipherable. ‘Is that what you want to do?’ I ask, stretching my legs out above the blanket. ‘Not. The room was empty apart from a couple stood over by a table at the far side. They had their backs to me and were helping themselves to coffee. One was a man. He looked to be in his fifties and was busy shovelling a vast amount of sugar into his cup. The other was a woman. She looked most interesting.I did a quick scan. Very nice was my initial thought and worthy of a more detailed look. I started to go through my mental check-list.I began as I always do, at her feet. Black patent leather court. And again reaching over and grabbing she shoulders, she starts moving her cock back and forth, it's now engorged and even thicker and longer than before, and she's rubbing it back and forth on my back, almost like she's trying to fuck the crease just above my ass. A few seconds later she takes one of her hands and grabs the base of her cock, which by now is fully erect, it must have easily been 10 inches of thick, veiny meat. Putting lots of pressure down on it, she slowly slides it down my.