He wanted her to return to the dresser. She moved slightly and faced away from the window, then she seemed to pat herself down, Jason's heart sank, he...wouldn't get to see her in her full glory.Jason watched, hoping. She moved, turned, and then moved back down beside the bed, out of view then back into view, she stopped directly in from of the dresser and mirror. She paused for a moment then she took a couple of steps closer. All Jason could now see was her thighs and her towel. The towel. She was an anal virgin, and she was so tight that I cummed in a few minutes, but it was a pleasant surprise.As I laid on the bed, my hands still firmly on aunty’s boobs, squeezing them as hard as I could, pulling on her nipples, seeing her move on me, grinding in a slow too and fro motion, feeling her wet and warm pussy contracting against my hard dick, I wondered what the next surprise was going to be.I was secretly hoping for another master. If one master can give me so much pleasure, wonder. Her low cut blouse gave her an enormous cleavage, allowing the entire expanse of firm breast flesh above her nipples to bulge out of the dress. Obviously she wasn't wearing any bra. Her mini skirt displayed her full gorgeous thighs.They were out the whole afternoon. Meanwhile Cindy was restless. She kept thinking of Mr. Harddick. He had practically fucked her. And she had liked it. The panty had prevented complete entry of his huge cock. Surely it would have been much more exciting if she had. So I have some other toys to mix it up. I have also picked up a bottle of grey goose and Perrier as I know she enjoys that.I sit and relax a bit but soon there is a knock at the door and it’s Karen. She is dressed impeccably as she always is and looks fantastic…..breathtaking. I invite her in a give her a nice long hug. I invite her to sit and mix her a drink. We spend a few minutes getting caught up and then a few discussing what’s about to happen (well…..some of it) and what isn’t going to.