There is going to be a lot going through my head.” I needed to get out of there. My head was a mess.“Thanks for the happy ending,” Lynn panted s...dly.“Thank you for the gift. Good night.” One more kiss as we tasted ourselves.With that Lynn walked to her door and after entering and waving, she closed the door and I walked back to my car. I got in and sat in the gooey mess that was inside my pants and raised my hand to my face. The scent of Lynn’s wet pussy was wonderful and strong. I placed my. I took possession of her mouth as she moaned and melted into me. I burned with my love for her, but before I could give into my lust and my love I had some things to attend to; or rather my Slave did."I love you Slave, are you ready?" Master, not yet. Master."Her adoption of formal speech rules signalled to me that the dance had begun. She slipped out of her dress and she was gloriously naked before me. Turning and kneeling in one graceful movement she opened the case and removed her collar and. “Oh. My. God!” she squealed again, “You horny little man! Don’t tell me you like looking at that filth.” All I could do was nod like a little idiot. “Well then” she said, “why don’t we enjoy the show together.” With that, she came and sat on the sofa behind me, opening her legs and pulling me in between them so that I stood there, my back against those incredible tits, her legs either side of me and her head looking over my shoulder. Then she put her left hand down to my zipper, and pulled out. He greeted me politely but showed no signs of enthusiasm. After we’d ordered he turned his attention to me.“I was a little surprised to hear from you after so much time. I figured you and your wife had worked through your problems.”I’m afraid I frowned. “We never had any problems. We were just trying out something different, and you were it. But that’s not why we’re here. Sylvia isn’t involved in this.”The coffee arrived and we didn’t talk as we wrestled with those little cream holders. After.