The plane landed at JFK, as she walked into the airport she saw him. He was standing near the window, standing at 6 ft 2 in, he was the most gorgeous ...an she had ever seen. He was wearing a black button up dickie shirt, dark blue jeans, black Nikes, and a NY cap turn backwards. He was the man of her dreams. He was holding a vase with a dozen light pink roses, and Melina thought to herself "He remembered my favorite flower." She started walking toward him, she got close enough then jumped in his. I let my hand slide across her thigh down between them. She quickly spread her legs like a greedy whore. I slid her panties to the side and quickly stuffed my finger inside of her. I let out a low growl, feeling how wet she already was. I began finger fucking her sweet pussy, letting my finger get fully coated.I removed my finger from her pussy and brought it up to her lips. “Clean it,” I said.I saw her look my way, but I kept my eyes on the road. Still holding my finger to her lips, she. ’ Jack decided to take a chance. ‘Do you have other hidden talents Mrs Barrington?’ A fully audible giggle this time, then an embarrassed silence. ‘So could you please spend a bit more time with me. I can see that you really know what you are doing. Painting really is my passion.’ Jack appeared to be considering this for some time. ‘One condition,’ he said, enjoying Frances’ suspense. ‘Can we get past this Mr Webster and Mrs Barrington way of talking?’ She smiled and held out her hand. ‘Hello. "Good, Satina," MzDominica said. "Now, I want you to lift your skirt,so your pussy is exposed. And spread your legs, just a little, but keepyour legs straight." Satina did as she was told, lifting her buttocks alittle, so she could hike the leather mini-skirt up to her waist.MzDominica rose and walked over next to the recliner, where She couldspeak close to her slave's ear."Good girl," Dominica's Voice, almost a whisper, seemed to enter theslave's mind like telepathy. "Satina! Satinaaaa! I want.