Derek was a few years older than me and had kind of seduced me that first time. I never thought for a second though how much I would grow to love his ...ig, black, hanging cock.”Can I come over?” I asked quietly, when no one else was around. Derek looked at me and smiled as he nodded his head, yes. He knew what I wanted and his sly smile said it all. Once at his place, I sat on the couch. The place where it had all began. Derek stood off to the side and said, “you know you want it, come get it” I. I changed into a flared black skirt, sheer white blouse, black garter belt, sheer RHT off-black stockings, and even sheerer black panties. I imagined what I would look like–pretty hot–but classy. Only I would knew what I had on underneath. But before the date, I had already scheduled an appointment with my regular masseur down the street. Masu ran a one-person clinic and only had a select clientele. No walk-ins, only by referral. Fortunately, a co-worker introduced me to Masu the other year and. Don’t feel bad – I’m just happy to watch over you and know you’re having fun. She smiled to herself now, letting the other three girls chatter on about the next time the four of them were going to hang out. She felt her heart warm, remembering those moments with Kyle. She knew he loved her, and she loved him back – with all her heart. But she knew Kyle often struggled with his self-image, imagining he was far more worthless than she knew and believed him to be. Suddenly it was too much. She. He asked Miss Ternsley if he could see Mr. Burns and took a seat in the outer office. Mr. Burns called him in a few minutes later."Girls, stay here while I talk with Mr. Burns." Paul what can I do for You?"Paul took a seat and searched for the words."Mr. Burns, I realize I am a new Master and there is a great deal to learn. Something seems to be amiss with my slaves and I can't seem to put my finger on it." Paul, a Master has got to learn to communicate with His slaves and they with him. He has.