Without wasting any time, I took the storeroom’s key and left.The beggar was waiting there for me. He looked at me and got up holding his bag.I open...d the storeroom and we both went inside. I asked him to sit on the floor and wait. He obeyed. I went outside and removed my t-shirt and skirt. Now I was only wearing a blouse and mundu. I went inside the storeroom and locked the door.The beggar was stunned and surprised to see me in such a sexy and traditional outfit. His eyes were burning with. She was unsure if she was allowed to speak so she looked back at Michael who nodded an okay. Hello Sir. Thank you for the compliment. She noticed he was good looking and sure of himself as he spoke to her. Silk, is that what you Master calls you. Charming, is that because youre a smooth as Silk? He asked her with a smile. Feeling more at ease, she replied, No Sir, Silk or actually Silky is my real name, the name my parents gave me. Im sure the name fits. He said and continued talking to her. Finally, I was cumming, over and over again…….I slumped back and closed my eyes to re-compose myselfCome cuddling with me for five minutes whilst I get my breath backI removed the vibrator from my arse ready for Michael’s cockI jumped off the bed and d****d myself over the edge of it. I gave Michael a touch of lube to apply to his cock.My arse had been stretched by the vibe, so entry should be quite simpleI told Michael to position himself behind me and slowly slip his cock into my. Special Requests did exactly what the name suggested. They rarely interacted directly with clients and never handled anything as simple as acquiring a few hundred tickets to a Broadway show or organizing a party in a hotel. Requests were only special if they required goods that approved vendors couldn’t supply, knowledge for which the Service had no experts, or hands-on service that couldn’t be handled through normal procedures. Sometimes whole weeks went by without a special request..