" I guess you can," I said also with a little joy in my voice. "But who is the master in this house?" Well, that's up to the master to tell you," she ...aid. It was obvious that she wanted to keep this a secret for now."Do you use it too?" Well, this room hasn't been used yet. Except from testing out those hooks with some weights." How do you use them?" Do you want to see?" Sure!" I said eagerly."Well, I will set it up, and then you can pull me up in my favorite position," she said."Sweet!" was. ”“Impressive. Why did you stop playing?”“I don’t like playing instruments.”“Are you more interested in the piano?”“Not really, but Mom and Dad say I have to play so here I am.”I immediately regretted saying that.“I see. Maybe I should talk with your mother and tell her that you need to find an instrument that you WANT to play. Maybe there’s one out there.”I had blown it. I wanted to keep coming to lessons if for no other reason than to see Miss Miller.“Now that I think more about it I think I. A fairly minimal bra, a suspender belt holding up her stockings, which were skin coloured, nude, he thought they called the shade, and the briefest of bikini panties again in lace."Well?" she inquired. "Does it meet with your approval my lord and master?"Mike shut his mouth which had dropped open and he nodded mutely."Aye! Stunningly beautiful!" he then managed to exclaim quietly, "and the underwear set is fantastic too!"She laughed. "You're a smooth talker Mike Stewart, you could talk any girl. . I'mm,... ohhhhhhh... sweet... Jesus....Michael.... yessssssssss....... AHGGHHHHH!!!"With that she came with a violent shudder, her frail body spasming and twisting on my cock for a solid minute as I watched it slide in and out of her, gathering a ring of frothy pussy juice around the base. And then I was right behind her, pumping several ribbons of hot sticky cum into that twitching old cunt.We stayed like that for a while, and when I finally slid out of her she slumped to the carpet panting,.