I was at LAX carry-on in hand. I walked into the lobby and immediately saw Mr. Brown. He had this natural glow about himself. Mr. Brown I yelled. Mr.... Riley, Kayla is at the port. Lets go! We walked to port. We boarded and flew first class. The trip to New York from L.A. was 8 hours so when we landed it was sunset. The pilot announced the plane was landing. We gathered our carry-on and scurried off. How about you guys go to the hotel and freshen up, Ill see you in the morning. Mr. Brown said. If you cum before I do, I will give you all of the stuff I have on you and your punishment is paid in full, but if I cum first….” “Mistress, may I use a hand?” I asked. She laughed. “You can do whatever you want!” She turned around and shook that incredible young ass just inches from the tip of my straining cock as she pulled the table closer. “I am going to do what I want and that is giving you a show of how I get off, since I have already watched you fuck. I think it is only fair.” She. In the living room there was a large fireplace and one in the master bedroom almost as big. She laughingly figured she could put a whole tree in the livingroom fireplace. The old Kitchen had sent Tom into spasms and she had happily let him refurbish and design a new one. It had taken almost eight months of work but the house was finally ready. Unlocking the front door Elizabeth looked up, over the carved arch of the door was a plaque which read "Taipei House."Elizabeth stood at one of the. I said: “Well, let’s make sure you at least groomed yourself properly.” She dropped her panties to the floor, turned, bent over and spread her butt cheeks as wide as possible. When satisfied with what I saw there, I had her lie on her back with her legs spread wide while I ran my fingers over her sweet slit and stuffed a couple of fingers inside of her. I told her that was good and she could start breakfast now; we would deal with her punishment later. It wasn’t long before my servant came back.