” in my mind it was clear she accepted, otherwise why would he mention “old enough to have wife” if she still thought I might be afraid of darkn...ss? I hesitated and thanked, I said no thanks.That night I masturbated, I dreamt of her. I took her panties without her detection and I smelled them regularly…. I think I fell for her. I could have had sex with her as much as I wanted but one thing stopped me: she is my uncle’s wife.Even later on when I saw her I still wanted her even though I am not a. Inside me," she said in a duel-voice and let out a mad giggle. She continued it as suddenly a stream of energy flew from her fingers and nailed Justin in the chest, throwing him back up against the wall of the alleyway."Ngh... uhh..." he groaned as he fell to the ground in a heap."Die you fucking shit!" Sarah yelled as she shocked him again. And again."Please... stop... I didn't... do... anything." He coughed as wave after wave of demon energy hit his body."Use this..." a voice. Hmmmm -- I thought .... my sex slave should be able to do that standing on her head . "Ha Ha" I laughed out loud as I realised what I had thought some of my sex devices can move a person in that position, My sweet slave looked at me in surprise - " No my dear I am not going mad" I said and guided her through the door into my favourite room. We stood there taking in the room - mirrors - Giant TV screen - a series of thin bedlike benches with straps and soft velvet tiedowns. Along one wall was a. As she did so, I admired her beauty. She was in her mid-forties, but had managed to maintain her figure reasonably well. Her breasts were full, and straining slightly at her tight bra. Her cleavage was deep. She had a hint of a paunch, but then you can’t expect middle-aged women to always have flat abs. ?Tie your hair above your head. There should be no hair on your neck or shoulders.?She began to put away her hair, and I observed that she had shaved her armpits, which now glistened with sweat.