The second morning I was leaving for the day and there was a maintenance guy working on some lighting on a ladder, Hispanic, maybe late 30's and very ...hin. I saw him drop several tools off the ladder slide and I was close enough to where he was to tell him not to get down I'll hand them back up to him. As I handed them up to him one at a time I could see the outline of his cock thru his white coveralls which he had unzipped half way down his chest because of the heat. I wasn't sure if he was. It was the Negro Voodoo Priestess sucking and caressing her. Her mind whirled as she began to lean back. It was the same spot where the giant snake had frightened her and the Count that very morning! Instead of the Count, however was an old women beginning to lick and munch on some incredibly erotic areas of her body. She couldn't seem to fight back at all. Her mind swam with the passion and intensity of the assault. Soon she was on her back and the old woman was silently cackling.'It had been. " I said proudly."Nor should you, you are following a very long tradition. Some of it not very nice, I'll admit, but in the most part very rewarding for both master and slave. In fact good trainers are highly regarded, trainers like Paul Purple and 'J' have the highest reputation amongst us." Elizabeth said as she turned the car into a driveway.I did wonder if I should ask about this 'J' person, but decided I'd better not.The car was met by two young ladies - one of whom I'd seen before - who. When he got to her breasts he sucked on one nipple while massaging the other. She moaned and wrapped her legs around him. His teeth grazed her nipple and her hips bucked. He looked up at her smiling. “That feel good?” “Yes,” she said, panting. He kissed down her stomach, stopping and admiring her belly button ring. He sat up on his knees, hooked his fingers in her thong and pulled them off in one movement. He laid down with his face next to her pussy. He could see that she was wet, and he.