1 hour, 2, 3, 4…damn I’m going miss you again. Then you’re here just as I was about to get out of bed and get dressed. I let you in. I k...ow the drill. I’m already undressed, naked as I am supposed to be in your presence, proper attire for a slave. Sometimes you let me wear a shear garment, but today I was unprepared. I shut the door behind you and quickly kneel at your feet. I can hardly breathe because I’m so happy you are here. I begin to drip with desire. I caress your. ’ He drew me to him and I drifted off into the most contented of sleeps. There was a tap on the door and Charlotte walked in, she did not seem surprised that Roderick and I were in bed together. ‘You had better get up, we have a guest.’ ‘Who is it?’ Roderick asked. ‘I’ll give you three guesses.’ ‘Gerald has come calling looking for his trap and probably Madeline.’ We got out of bed and scrambled into our clothes, there was no way of disguising the aroma of our lust as it was still seeping out. Her lips were soft against his, her tongue tentative, not intrusive, but questing and offering of itself at the same time. Her moisture intoxicated him. Fleetingly, he wondered if she responded in the same manner. He thought she might but he didn’t know.As it had before, his hand found its way almost without his conscious movement to hold Sandrine’s right breast. Her bare skin, above the pretty edging on her gown, heated his palm. Without thinking, he ran his fingers across her chest, her skin. He stops kissing me and quickly shrugs out of the arms. I reach inside and run my hands across his chest and down his belly. I hear him groan as I lower myself down along with his coveralls and boxers. His hard cock springs up and bounces before my mouth and I smile as I kiss the tip. He gasps as I take his hardness into my mouth, I sheath my teeth behind my lips and slide down his length half way, my tongue twirling and soaking him in spit. I pull back up to his tip and slide down again trying.