Soon, we were making out and his hands were exploring my pantyhosed thighs. My soft moans inspired him and he suddenly stopped to remove his clothes. ...nce naked, he sat back down beside me and guided my head into his lap. His perfectly erect 7.5” cock greeted my eager mouth with glistening precum on full display. I got a little more comfortable and laid on my stomach with his favorite feature of mine (my sexy, hosed legs) on full display to him. On the bed I was at a 90-degree angle to him as. "Sorry, Guys. I didn't think. I locked it like I always do when I came in."Jack said, "If you don't want us, we can always go back home."Bozo just snaked his way between us and went on in. He's never been one to wait for a formal invitation to go inside. June pulled the door wide open and stood to the side, looking the two of us over and smiling."Yeah, I bet you'd like to go back home."Neither of us said anything. We just smiled back at her.She said, "I was in the middle of something in my. I said “yes, but let me bring you some water first. I am sorry I forgot to offer you anything.” I went inside, while he sat on the sofa putting laptop on the table in the front and booting it. I came back with a glass of water and while I was offering him, I pretended to slip and pour some water on his shirt. Although it was deliberate, I tried to sound like it was genuine mistake and pretended to be very sorry that it happened. “Oh, I am sorry, man. How silly of me! Oh my God! I got you all. You do. His eyes are steel-gray and intense, as if he looks past your naked flesh and judges the weight of your soul.He runs his hands across your chest, tracing the ridges of your ribs. "You are mine now. You have no will of your own. You exist for my pleasure and that of anyone else I see fit." His voice is quiet, yet commanding. "You have no rights. However, I reward slaves who serve well with certain privileges. Perhaps you will earn that honor. Perhaps not. Either way, you will serve me,.