“Very well.” Mistress Avery turns to leave.“But lunch sounds dope, can you bring something out here? Like a smoothie or something?” She’s gr...nning madly. Maybe Avery can come in and interrupt her game, but in the end, Avery’s the one following orders. Later, when she takes Avery up on that massage offer, it’ll be on her terms, cause she’s the rich one.She’s feeling practically gleeful when she drops that bomb. “I change my mind, I’ll take that massage.”She feels the malice in Avery’s eyes are. I walked further into the room, it was just how I remembered it, but there was something different but equally familiar. Another note, identical to the one on the fridge, lay on the bed, it had my name on it. "Jamie, if you are reading this then you have decided to explore dressing up further, I knew you would and am delighted. I also knew that you would feel guilty dressing in Phillippa's clothes and if I am honest. I would feel guilty looking at you in them, too. So, I have brought a few. . fuck me anytime!" After learning black men's sexual prowess is not a myth, I still am.Succumbing to the prurient temptation incited by my erotic memories I could not resist reaching between my thighs to slide my fingers through cum at both ends of my perineum. Last night I willingly accepted other men's cocks in my mouth, pussy and ass. This morning I do not find it repulsive to again enjoy the taste of those three different men's cum on my fingers.Before last night I would never have. As Anne raised herself off my mouth to turn herself around on me I tried but couldn’t see who it was. Now Anne’s entire backside and the rear of her sex were over my face. Her anus was rubbing my nose as she moved her body searching for the right spot. She found it as she settled her anus over my mouth. I couldn't see anything, but I could certainly feel that small puckered hole with my tongue. I stroked at it, up and down, feeling the shivers run through her body. I curled and rounded my.