Linda could tell the difference as Tommy's rock-solid cock slowly worked inside her. "A little faster." She cooed. Tommy sped up his movements sending...a bolt of pleasure through the mature body of Mrs. Phillips. causing her to have a mini-orgasm. She placed her hands on young Tommy's firm ass trying to force him harder inside her. "Harder baby." She pleaded. Tommy increased the force of his movements which drove his cock repeatedly against her cervix, in turn,Linda intensified her pleasure by. But then again, it was still only Saturday. I assumed that what he planned wasnt just for the weekend, but for life. Eventually, the door to my small room opened up. Brent stood there in leather pants. No shirt or shoes, and definitely no boxers. He looked calm and cool, in control. Well, he could control me with just a simple word. I didnt want to have to go through the hair pulling situation again. He walked over to my cage and opened the door. He pointed to the ground in front of him.. "I told Mistress I had my robe. Then with a devilish twinkle in her eyes she mused, "Maybe I should take away your robe and make you come out naked. Would you like that slave?" I looked at her tentativelyand replied, "If it would please you Mistress." Oh it would please me greatly slave!" she said. Then she asked, "Would you really do that for me if I ordered you to?" I, um, ah, would I have to stay naked or would I just have to run through on my way upstairs, Mistress?"Mistress laughed and. Trying to reminisced what just happened. “How did we get here?” I ask myself.*******6 hours earlier“I am Logan Clark” I held out my hand.“Graham, just call me Greg” he held out his hand to shake mine.When Greg skin contacted mine, I instantly felt electricity that travels to my spine. I felt my dick twitch and grow just like that. I quickly ask him to have a seat and I slump back on my own so I can hide my eager “pet.”I can’t help to smile while I look at his eyes. Brown eyes, I am a sucker.