‘Ok then Slave, you can start by cleaning these shoes I am wearing’. No change there, I had cleaned hundreds of shoes for various mistresses over ...he last few years.Next I had to make her some dinner. She sent me to the kitchen. It was full of dirty dishes and glasses, empty beer cans and half-drunk wine bottles. She called after me ‘and while you’re there, clean up that mess?..’ I felt a strange sense of delight in the way she gave me her instructions. Just as I’d seen the mess, she’d told me. I continued sucking deep with her guiding my head firmly and her words spurring me on to suck as deep as possible. Our friend began groaning louder and I could tell he liked the feeling of the back of my mouth pressing on his cock. The motion continued with me forcing his thick black throbbing cockhead as deep as possible into my mouth, just getting to the edge of gagging and then withdrawing. After a few minutes I needed a quick break.I went back to licking, tonguing and jerking his cock. He really seemed to live your ass and hips and thighs since they are the most beautiful thick things I have ever seen with that 120 pound small waist 56 womans body of yours. I even noticed you flirting a lil more and rubbing your ass against him a little more as you passed him to maybe get another drink or something it was clear you did it on purpose which I loved and he definitely lived it. The guy was dark but he was mixed with Spanish and Black. Well things got flirty a little bit more we. I said, “I’m only a kid and nobody cares.”“I think that you’re older than you look.” She said.“What do you mean?” I asked.“Well, the way that you were walking and then how you sat down, to me you act like someone much older than you look.” She said.“What are you on about Clara?” the other girl said.“How old do you think I am?” I asked.“The way that you’re talking as well, I reckon that you’re about 20 or 21. Am I right?” Clara said. “What do you think Emma?”“Now that you mention it, I see what.