Within minutes I could feel my cock filling up and rising again. It throbs every time it gets a hard on, which I saw amuse and pleased her. She used b...th hands to milk my cock. Concentrating on her upward and downward motion to be as slow and sensual as I’d anyone stroke my cock before. I relaxed some more and tilted my head and let it sink in the pillow. I spread my legs some more and she moved into the space between my legs. I could feel her hands roving up to my chest and her nipples. “Then let’s go to your room. I want to see your collections.” “I can show you all my assets,” I said with a naughty expression and she smiled at this. Then we closed her house and went upstairs, where I switched on my computer and showed her a hardcore movie. It was of a black man making wild love to a white lady. His cock was pretty long and strong while the lad had shaven off her pussy. As he played with her breasts he was also exploring her love box with his fingers and the lady was moaning.. That evening came the usual dreaded email from my Master.Dear Slut (I was obviously no longer Emma!)I hoped you had as much fun as I did over the weekend, although I expectthat maybe it was better for me than it was you. I must say you have adelicious fuck-hole, and my cock likes it very much. I'm sure they willbe well acquainted in the future. I have attached the videos we madethis weekend. Remember to follow your instructions to prevent them beingemailed out to your friends.I want you to. This was an odd request as she could easily do it herself. I was starting to wonder if she did this on purpose, knowing that I had stared at her body in the car. Grabbing the bottle, I put some more sun screen on my hands. I softly applied the fluid on her calves and made my way up her legs. As my hands moved up, my gaze moved up too and I couldn’t help but look at her crotch. I had to swallow hard, imagining about what was behind that thin piece of fabric. What would it look like? How would it.