I hugged her and said that I knew I was watching the security monitor from the office.The man said; did she just call you Master.I told him that she i...deed did.He said, so she is your slave.Angrily Liu turned on the man and said that she wasn’t anybodies slave. I serve him because I chose too. He saved me high school from this asshole and he’s earned my trust and respect. My sisters and I will follow him through the gates of hell and make the devil himself submit to his wishes.I asked the man. Wie selbstverständlich setzte er sich kurz unterhalb meines Pos auf meine Oberschenkel und ließ Tropfen für Tropfen meiner Sonnenmilch auf mein Rückgrat tropfen, die Kühle ließ mich erschauern, aber auch noch etwas anderes, es erregte mich.Sanft ließ er seine Hände über meinen Rücken gleiten, meine Flanken entlang und dabei seitlich meine Brüste berührend, ich atmete seufzend ein. Dann flüsterte mir der Frechdachs doch ins Ohr : "Schade daß Du Dich schon vorne herum eingecremt hast, ich hätte. I crave his hot mouth when he says words of devotion and adoration for his Goddess. Queen. Mistress. Also him using dirty words making me scratch him, bite him. Mark him. Deciding to allow him this scene was unselfish. I am jealous and never allow others to touch my collared slave. Viewing the pics again, seeing this slut sucking on my slave, gives me another idea. ‘Turn around,’ I command my slave. I am presented with a lovely view of his tight ass. The panties are sheer red, the dark line. Well, comprehensive...Mrs. Miller was about in her late forties I guess. She was still very attractive to me. Blond curly hair reached her shoulders - almost like a lion! -, the big breasts you could expect under her body shaped business dresses she usually liked to wear. Long slim legs under her mostly tight cut skirts, almost every day black nylon stockings and elegant shoes usually with high heels, you could hear them on the floor with every step - very different from the women of her age I.