"Morning Joyce, I'm surprised to see you here still, coffee ready yet?" It is brewing as we speak Master, I was going to bring you breakfast in bed. I...took a personal day today so I could help you get everything ready for Lisa tonight." She turned and kissed me."Joyce, I will enjoy the company and I'll head back upstairs for breakfast. Right after I steal a cup of coffee. Oh, I like mine with cream only." Did you want me to take care of your condition before you went back upstairs?" She was. I kissed her outer lips and teased the opening of her tight little twat with my finger, just lightly rimming around the outside of her tight little tunnel. I kissed and licked her for some time before I moved up to suck on her swollen clit. She grabbed my hair and pulled me into her. I told her to spread her lips apart for me. With the index fingers on both hands she hooked her inner lips and opened her self up wide. I went to work on her clit and slid my middle finger into her love hole. As. I told him that my wife needed an erotic massage. He asked my wife to lie on the French bed as he walked in the bathroom to wash his hands. My wife took off her dress and lied on her front with her thick adn normal size bra and black string on. He came out of the bath and asked my permission to take off his cloths except for his boxers to perform comfortably and not to get lubricant stains on his cloths. We said yes and he undressed until he was left only with his black boxers. Then he poured. It was clear Magda was slightly under the influence of alcohol - but not staggeringly drunk. It was quiet, as the first band was done, and the 2nd band was setting up. She's cute as a button - slightly under 5' tall, fairly lean, reddish-copper hair. Her clothing consisted of very, very short cutoff jeans (with associated camel toe) and a great loose top with brocade & lace bodice. It was difficult to concentrate on her lovely face (slightly pug nose, and killer eyes), because her tits were.