You imagine what it would be like to have your own catgirl servant, cleaning your room, your clothes, your dick. You begin to stroke yourself, envisio...ing an adorable maid stroking you with her soft hands while licking your nipple. As you near completion, you imagine her pretty eyes looking up into yours. You close your eyes and cum, your semen washed away by the running water of the shower.As you step out and begin to dry yourself off, you hear a voice from downstairs."John, you've got a. Slowly I kept going, moans came from our lips. I felt the head of Michael’s cock enter my ass. It was so tight. Michael leaned into me as I pressed back on him. I could feel more of Michael’s dick go in my ass. ‘Oh Michael,’ was all I could say. Michael slowly pumped his big dick in and our of my ass. ‘I whispered, get that dick nice and wet,’ to Michael. Michael would slip his dick back into my pussy grinding, pumping I could hear the juiciness. I backed again onto Michael’s cock. Once again. ” She begged, clasping and shaking, the little she could, her metal bound hands in front of herself.To her surprise he then knelt and cupped her cheek. Running one of his hands along her bare arm, with a stop briefly to feel her pert nipple. Rolling it between his massive fingers, before continuing on down her forearms to stop at the rigid metal inverted double ‘U’ system that kept her wrists locked firmly in place.As he gripped the metal that secured her chaffed and scarred wrists, he asked. Looking at the picture, the woman's breasts were hardly noticeable. Shewas flat chested. " They're very small," I responded to the question.The second picture showed a woman of about the same age but her breastswere much more noticeable"Do you like those breasts Alice?" Mr Jones asked."I guess they're OK " was my response."Well Alice, those breast' are B-cup in size," he said.The third picture was that of a woman, again around the same age as thetwo other women, but the most noticeable.