I could sense the presence of my studio friend in the room behind that curtain. Suddenly she stared rubbing her choot on my face with speed, and tight...suction on my lund, and she came with jerks after jerk. We remained in that position for some time. She was keeping my lund ready for entry, adjusted her choot on my lund. I was expecting her direct thrust and deep entry in her choot, but she took my lund in slow motion, making aahhhs and oohhhhs. Finally I asked her why she was doing so slow,. “Mr. Hollis…”“Please Elle, call me Jeff, I hate being mister anything its far too formal.” He said as he placed his hand on her thigh. He was being awfully forward far too much so Elle thought but for some reason she let it slide.They talked for some time and Elle was shocked how interesting Jeff was and how interested in her he seemed to be. After several glasses of wine Elle finally half jokingly spoke up, “Jeff you wouldn’t be trying to get a teenager drunk would you?”Jeff gave the faintest. He had some pretty intense BDSM related toys too. He took all these stuff and went back to his place where his sluts were eagerly waiting for their master.Once home he directly went to the dungeon and unlocked Trudy and Amy from their cage.“I have a gift for you,” Alex told them and removed the 2 collars from his bag. He tied the collar which said CUNT around Trudy’s neck and the one with SLUT around Amy’s neck.“From now onwards you will have this collar around your neck whenever you are in. .. but after that, it was personal. I primed the fuel, cleanedthe grass from the housing, and blew out any gunk in the fuel filter.Its response: nothing. It just sat there, dead as ever, practicallymaking a laughing sound each time I tried to start it. Finally, withone last shot in exasperation, I pulled the cord like I was falling outof a plane and it was attached to my parachute. It sputtered, itcoughed, and finally roared to life. Choke down, gas up, that's the wayI like to mow. But.