One thing they never departed from, though, was the practice of passionately kissing while I was down below doing something to one or both of them. On...one memorable occasion, they decided they wanted to be photographed with me, an erotic photoshoot, just for themselves. As it happened, my good friend, David Golden, is an internationally celebrated photographer specializing in erotic portraits, so I had Forest hire him to come shoot our lovemaking. There is a photo he caught of me early on with. ‘Here are your employee badges, keys and instructions on the alarm.”Alarm? I thought there was building security?’ Colette shook her head. ‘You’re able to come here because this floor is the only one freely accessible. All others can only be entered from the elevator with a badge and a code.’ Isabelle nodded. ‘I guess I’ll go settle into my position of new slave then.’ ‘Good luck.’ Colette said as Isabelle walked into the office. She found Samantha waiting at her desk with a mug of coffee. ‘I. At this moment, I live with my girlfriend and a good friend in a nice secluded house in the countryside. This gives us a lot of freedom and when the weather allows it, you can find us most of the time in the garden behind our house, without our clothes of course. Our garden can't be seen from the street and the houses of the neighbors are far away and our fences are too high to give them a view on what is going on in our garden. Not that they would complain, but for some activities, we sure. "Do you like that?" I asked. hesitation, then a small nod."Turn around."This time my hands took handfulls ofher bum, and I kneaded the flesh before slapping her legs apart and fingering her cunt."Oh, naughty mummy. You're wet" I laughed. Mother said nothing, but bent slightly forward thus pushing her bum at me.I could wait no longer. "Up to your bedroom. When I come up I want you kneeling on your bed facing the mirror."Mother practically ran out of the room.I waited an eternity of five minutes,.