You grabbed my hips guiding me up and down on your thick hard cock for several minutes, and then you stopped abruptly. My eyes covered in black satin,...open sultry tones."More Master," A whining plea "more, please more!"You smiled at me, although I couldn't see the look, I knew it is there, for I had seen it many times. It is the look of pleasure and pride.In a stern masculine voice you ask me. "You love Masters cock, don't you my Princess, yes??" Oh Yes Master." I replied excitedly."Good girl". ”“You’ve done that for the past two weeks already. You’re not tired of me yet?” She asked and looked up over her shoulder to him.“Never. I just want you more, like now!” He said and stopped massaging her shoulders to walk around to face her.He watched her face as he kneeled down and began to crawl onto the foot of the lounger. Slowly, he began to part her legs as he moved forward, but she pulled them up to her body. He looked at her with an astonished look and wondered.“Tell me this is not. I love him too you know. Not the way I love you but I do love him. I think we need to stop doing this. I couldn't take it if he caught us." Right, girl, we need to be real careful. No telling what he would do if he found out he was raising my four k**s." I know, I pray he will never find out. What about Bridget, does she suspect anything. How did you explain all those times we met when I was supposed to be visiting my mother." I just told her I had to deliver a truck to Georgia or somewhere.. The spa was a new venture by her long-time beautician, Alphonse, and she'd sensed an opportunity. After greeting him with the mandatory air kiss she struck a deal; my hair and nails (all twenty) in exchange for my being naked in the shop's front window -- a live model, very much in the flesh -- on which he could demonstrate his shop's artistry.Considering Heather's coup at the thrift shop and this deal I think she's already well on her way to an MBA. I've learned that her dad is a highly.