”“Well, maybe. When I’m ready.”I stopped her next argument with a kiss, and when I kissed her neck, she started panting so I slid my hand und...r her shirt and cupped her right bra cup. I was delighted when she didn’t push me away, so I reached behind and undid her bra. I slid my hand under her bra and caressed her bare breasts. I quickly went right to her nipples and rolled them in my fingers until they were rock hard. I grabbed the bottom of her tee shirt with both hands and pulled her. Wasn't as experienced as Alan Sr. had been when I joined hishouse. I have to say I taught him a few tricks. And turned them! AlanJr. was not quite the businessman his father was, and to go the extramile in nabbing clients he had my services to offer. And of course, Idid not mind one bit.Alan Jr. eventually married. At this point house slaves were... while notexactly common, an understood item. So his wife was not too shocked whenwe were introduced and I asked to suck her tits.Alan Jr. moved. After opening the window, lo and behold... there were a couple of buildings with windows facing our window. I kinda got scared and closed the curtains partially but she got up, opened the curtains, went on her knees, and told me: "it's ok. No one knows us here. Let them watch" so yeah... i let go of the fact that people WILL see us and watch us or maybe even take a video. I thought "who cares? They wont recognize us from this distance"She proceeded to sucking my dick and playing with my balls. She didn’t want to depart. She prolonged the kiss. Mary-Rose wasn’t born yesterday. She knew exactly what was going on. She stood behind the door and heard the conversation. But strangely she wasn’t angry – she didn’t feel betrayed. In fact for a year now, she had been toying with the idea of being with another woman, being in a threesome, a “ménage a trios”. She thought for a second and then made her mind up. She put her hand on the door handle and slow opened the door. There in front of her,.