As thetime passed my master revealed to me that she was my mistress and thatshe would like to meet me. My heart was racing, I did not know whether itw...s a safe thing to do, to go and meet someone whom may be harmful but Ididn't care, I had come so far following and waiting for her every wordthat I needed to meet her.I drove to my mistress's place, when she opened the door I was stunnedand lost my ability to speak, she was vastly more beautiful than anywoman I had ever seen. I was so taken aback. .. slides towards you... leaning to your touchChris aka Tendal says:slips my hand between your thighs and strokes upwardTigana says:moans softly, thighs parting slowlyChris aka Tendal says:cupping your warmth in my palm, my fingers start to exploreTigana says:rests against your arm, relaxing as the heat of your hand spreads over meChris aka Tendal says:tracing each fold, each ridge feeling the warmth build and the humidity climbChris aka Tendal says:loving the feel of you leaning against me, I. Using a wooden handled brush, she brushed my hair out, each stroke making it more full and softer appearing. The curling iron was heated and she began curling my hair on the sides. I could feel the heat on the sides of my head and face as the older girl styled my straight bleached hair. After she curled it, she lightly brushed it on both sides to loosen the curls slightly, and took a tube of strawberry flavored lip gloss and apllied that to my lipsticked lips."Oh gosh Chris, you are beautiful". The small light switched on and I saw May’s ass, still covered with black varnish. Now I saw the end of the small silver zipper for the first time. It hung right above my nose. “Will you try to open it, slave.” I heard the order down in my grave. I tried to get my fingers to the zipper, but realized it was too tight down there. Honestly I hadn’t really expected it to be that easy. So I did what I thought the whole plan behind this machine was and used my mouth. I stretched myself a little and.