. ooo! I see you are quite behind; shall we go into the office here, George! Do you have a minute. I need your help”Together they look at the books ...nd then go into the office to talk to Mrs Campbell. Mrs Campbell is an attractive forty four year old with two children. She stands five foot three in stockinged feet, but five foot six in the heels she always wears. They cause her to tense and tighten and lean in a way which emphasises her still well structured body. Slowly the talk hovers around. I stopped just inside and took a look around, then another look. Strangely enough, I was only seeing one lady wearing a red blouse, but she was not what I was expecting … From what I could see from behind her, this lady was young, and she was hot! Not at all what I was expecting. I was lucky enough that she was facing away from me, so I had a couple minutes to really check her out. She was sitting on a stool at the bar, probably so that I’d be able to see her when I walked in, and from what I. She told me to sit on the sofa and as I did she straddled me and lowered her pussy onto my cock. We would often start off fucking bareback but as she wasn’t on the pill I would have to eventually put on a condom before being allowed to cum inside her. Often bareback would last only a minute or two as she got all moist in her pussy, but tonight was different. She was riding my cock very slowly but making sure that her pussy went up the full length of it, so it filled her in every thrust. She. Then I want you to tell me, these are my tits, and not yours, and that I can do what ever I want with them, Ok?? With that Jane continued to cry and stated, ?My breasts are yours to touch?. Master corrected her, ?breasts are for feeding babies, tits are masters toys, you do not have a baby so these are tits, and they are mine to do with what ever I want, now say it right?. Jane was really crying now but she spoke out, ?my tits are yours to do what ever you want with?. Master corrected her.