Steve enjoyed watching each of these men with Olivia but left himself tucked away in his trousers. While it was always hot seeing strange hands on his...wife, today he was looking forward to repeat customers Ray and Daryl.As Olivia slipped on the five-inch black heels that Ray requested she wear (and nothing else), she stood naked in front of the door. He knocked at 6:00 p.m. on the dot. She opened the door and smiled, “I’ve been waiting all day for you to take my pussy hard, baby.”She let Ray in. She was waiting for her master to log on, as she had for months, but today- tonight- was a little different. The first thing that was different was that she was no longer a sixteen year old sex slave, as she had been since she had met her master. Her birthday had been today, complete with a party. Friends, cake, presents, and games had littered her afternoon, and yet all she could think of was the box that now lay on her lap, the second difference. It was a standard brown cardboard box, labeled. Miss Debra casually slut strokes and cock spanks me with her bare righthand while slowly finger fucking me with her latex-clad left. Restingher chin on my shoulder, looking at our reflection in the mirror,humming some light airy tune, as if milking a cow in the barn.My big blue eyes flash back and forth between her pretty right hand onmy hard, oiled cock, and her beautiful face, which are her onlyfeatures I can see in the mirror. Two pretty, feminine faces, side byside, her's and mine. Her. "Ladies, your programme for this morning," Jeremy announced. "First, would you please put fresh sheets on your beds and then go to the workroom for your final session with Sarah. After coffee we will meet in the parlour to have a discussion session on the course. Normally we give out assessment sheets and we will do this today also but most of questions will not relate too well to what has gone on here this week so we’ll have an informal discussion until lunch. Then for most of you it is pack.