She sucked it with smacking noise. Our tongues danced in each others mouths for several minutes. My cock inside my underclothes hardened. I could feel... some pre-cum seepage already made my underclothes wet. My heart was racing to ravish her body more and more. I reached around her back to unsnap her bra, searched for the hooks, but couldn’t find. “The hook is in the front” she giggled. I immediately pushed my left hand inside her dress, found the hook between the cups and unsnapped her bra to. It was all there, main bar, with booths for those that wanted a little privacy. Several rooms led off the main room. She walked ahead of us, showing us around. We ascended the stairs, her shapely arse swaying in front of my face. I remembered it so well, the shape, the firmness. The taste. I suddenly had butterflies in my stomach.“And this is the room for dance’s, or…..well other functions,” Linda said. A stage at the far end, and bar nearer the double doors. We chatted, my legs curled up under. Burns." Paul what can I do for You?"Paul took a seat and searched for the words."Mr. Burns, I realize I am a new Master and there is a great deal to learn. Something seems to be amiss with my slaves and I can't seem to put my finger on it." Paul, a Master has got to learn to communicate with His slaves and they with him. He has to learn their body language and also to openly discuss issues. His slaves must be able to freely tell him when there is a problem or concern." But how do I accomplish. She looked after Bernie while I finished school, went to university then trained as a doctor for six years. I hardly knew Bernie at all. Now my aunt is sick so I have my daughter back at last. We've lost the bond, however, and we are working on getting to know each other again."At that point the front door slammed and Bernie came in with some shopping."Hi Lyn, you are here already? Sorry I wasn't here for you." We hugged and she looked at her mother. "I see you've met Belle. My Mum. I should've.