May we talk to your leaders to determine just how to precede from this first contact?" Okay, I suppose that will be possible, but you must leave any k...ives or clubs where you are. We see that there are two figures in the room. I assume that you are one of the figures that I see, but I need to know if the other one is female or your male slave before we go any farther."Using the secret Space Marine sign language, I told Susan to say that I was her male slave. We would have to play this meeting. The had met in a chat room. It all started from an innocent online conversation. He had just seemed so interested in her - he asked questions about her day and he called her beautiful. Jenny knew she shouldn’t have said yes when he asked to meet, but she also knew that she couldn’t have said no. Not with how much she wanted it.Jenny made her way to the hotel bar. It was somewhat crowded, but she could see one man sitting on the end of the bar with an empty seat next to him. She made her way. But my erection was still between her legs. I started to massage her shoulders and then slowly downwards.Even she was enjoying it. I finally took advantage of the situation to grab boobs and pressed my cock harder into her. She was carried away and turned on as I was. But suddenly, the doorbell rang and she pushed me to ground.She went to answer the door. It was the gas cylinder guy. He gave the gas cylinder and went. She scolded me on what I did and was furious about how I behaved. She then. He relaxed, moving a little bit, but now it was Christy who froze.He took her breath away. He was just beautiful. His penis was hanging ... lying on top of balls that looked swollen and full. She felt her nipples crinkle in the halter top, and her stomach did flip-flops. She stared at him so long that he spoke.“What now?” he asked.“What now?” her mind reverberated. What was now was for her to touch him. Her fingers almost itched at the thought of exploring that gorgeous, muscled body.“Christy?”.