.. knock, knock. "A little champagne," I told him hopping off. I slipped into a light robe and answered the door. Just in time... When Justin came in ...nd looked around, he was a little bit confused. Justin was my college crush. He was my standing date for anything, random make-out buddy, slumber party friend, and my first, well, pretty much everything...literally. I told him we were having a party for my twin sister here tonight, with whom he was also friends, though in not the same way. We'd. I have never seen her without some type of stockings, thigh high or a full body stocking on. She called me asking if I would come see her and another client she was currently seeing. I mean they had been fucking for a while. I said absolutely. It was 10:30 in the morning and they had been fucking for a while. She answered the door in a red pushup bra and thigh highs. The room was pitch black and smelt of weed, sweat and sex. She mumbled to me that they were on X and he was bi then she grabbed. I entered the main room of the farmhouse, which belonged to the 'Master', the experienced man who would dominate his willing slave, while the voyeurs pleasured themselves, in the darkness of the surrounding areas where we would sit.He had a bar in one of the corners so everyone including myself were free to help ourselves to a drink, and I downed a couple of stiff Gin and Tonics, as some of the men gathered around me asking if I was one of the slaves and complimenting me on my lack of dress.So. " A smile crossed her face as he held his hand out to help her up.As she stood up, he started tugging at her skirt, and she helped him by wiggling her hips to shimmy it down her muscular legs. She stepped out of the skirt and he pushed her forward until she bent over onto the hood of her car. He stepped back admiring her firm ass, covered with black lace, bikini cut panties. She lifted her head to look back at him, "do you like what you see master?"Ethan nodded as he focused the camera on her.