A week later I got two phone calls. One rather apologetic, from Mr and Mrs Flanagan, saying they had been told the business was worth pretty much what...I thought. They were astounded when I agreed the price and asked for their solicitors details. The second was of course my PI telling me Sharon was playing away, but not just with Steve Reilly. She had met a different man for lunch and then Steve in the evening, when I was at training. I told the PI to get me further details. I drove down to. He moaned and ground his ass against my face as I licked and probed his ass as deep as I could. After a few minutes he turned over saying he wanted my ass, so I lubed his cock and my asshole with vaseline and straddled his hips. After a couple of misses we managed to get the head of his cock into my asshole and he thrust his hips up and buried his cock in me. There was absolutely no pain....only a constant tingle going from my asshole straight to the head of my cock. He reached up and. I stood up to my toes. I couldn’t miss looking at his body and face. But I made sure it was discreet. He was no Greek God but not ugly too. Normal middle-aged guy. I kept my eyeline down and stood all exposed to take comments about my naked body. He was sure going to comment on my private parts.Neeraj: This bitch so hairy. She should have known how to present herself as a slave. Otherwise, these tits, they are so creamy. Master will want to try all sorts of whips and canes on them. Her pussy. I stood up, folded his pants and briefs and setthem on the chair and set the shoes in front of it. I then knelt infront of Malcolm between his legs, his cock already rock hard and tookhim into my mouth as I recited my Prissy-Sissy mantra. I'm Prissy-Sissy,I'm a pretty delicate sexy flower, that Malcolm loves and wants to makelove to, and I want him to, because I love Malcolm and I want to lookpretty for him.I then gave him a slow sensual blow job, and Malcolm just sat there,letting me pleasure.