After a while he heard the front door open and close and knew his uncle was home. “Where’s that son of a bitch!” Joe shouted, in a humorous tone... “Cut that out Joe, Ben’s turned into a very sweet young man.” Betty replied, a slight smile creeping across her face. “How’s it going Joe?” Ben said, coming around the corner into the front hall. “Things are going good my boy, well look at you, you’ve really turned into something now haven’t you.” Joe replied, astonished at the newfound muscles Ben. She was a white goddess, sent to earth to share herself with a lucky few, and, I'm glad I was there to personally witness her passion, love and warmth.When I looked up at the clock on the wall it was almost 6:00pm. "Holy shit," I thought to myself. I've been here almost an hour and a half. Then it hit me that I was still on the clock and I hadn't make one single keystroke on the DIAD. Mrs. O'Connor also looked at the clock, "Oh my God Will, look at the time. You better get going, they're going. " "Yeah." "I was thinking we could try that new Italian place. I hear it's supposedto be quite good." We listen to music while he soaks in the bath and I model outfits for him.H e chooses a long purple silk dress and matching heels. I braid my hair whilehe dries off. H e watches me at my dressing table as I do my make-up. "Youlook so elegant in that pretty dress, no one would ever know that underneathyou're just a dirty little slave girl: tied up in the house all day, gettingfucked in the most. She ground furiously on his face and then gasped loudly. ”Ahhhh, mmm.” I presumed she’d come because, gradually, she stopped rotating her hips and her breathing slowed. After a few moments, she pushed Sam away and got to her feet. "Thanks Sam, that was lovely,” she said, reaching down for her panties. She pulled them up, brushed off her skirt and said, "See ya." And she left.Yikes! I was so horny but I could only jerk my cock an inch at a time inside my restricting, tight jeans. Sam stood and.