She was there, on the carpet, on her knees. Her hand were behind her back, her head was bowed. She was naked.I stopped for a moment, put my bag down a...d hung up my coat. Finally, I addressed my slave."What is it?" This slave humbly asks to be punished, Master." She told me in a soft, slightly querulous voice.I walked behind her, studying her form. I saw her raven black hair, coming to a point just below the nape of her neck, exposing her black collar. I took in her flawless back, narrowing at. “I love you too…” I said slowly, brushing my lips against his warm silky skin. He let out a small moan that drew my body closer into him. The lump in my throat was so large that it hurt, all I wanted was to sit back and let him take my body to run away these immature nerves. I folded my arms around his neck waiting for his response. “mmm…” he growled. “You smell nice…really nice”. I laughed, knowing I’d desperately do anything for him. “Is that the only thing you smell..?” I teased. I felt his. I always love the way he looks in his race suit, but tonight especially it really is turning me on, and I love the way he walks past me and grabs my ass when he walks by, or just gives me that “fuck me” smile once in a while, so I decided to have a little fun teasing him and I walk by where he is talking and run my fingers along the front of his suit, and brush his cock thru the fabric. Tonight, the weather is so hot that I had decided to wear a skirt to the track and so when he is bent down. ”“It’s just not very flattering. You have a great body, babe, and it seems this suit is covering up too much. This swimsuit is for an older woman!” he said.“So you are thinking a bikini then?” she asked.“Well let’s face it, honey, it won’t show anything I haven’t already seen!” he quipped. “Besides, when you have such a smoking body as you have, it seems a shame to cover it up even a little!”“Oh Kevin, you are making me blush, darling!” she said.“Well, it’s true. And I like your blush!” he.