She found a chair at a table on the corner of that terrace and had the servant bring her a lemonade. There she sat, a warm breeze blowing up under her...skirt and cooling her well-fucked and still-burning pussy.While she was sitting there, a large car pulled up and stopped. She watched Herb walk out of the house to greet the driver, who got out and took his hand. She was a tall, beautiful redheaded woman with a statuesque body and long, long legs. Cherie thought she must be six feet tall. She was. . ireplied "Yes" ensuring her that was only for sex. itwas a lie of course cause i loved my master.. but whtcould i say? so after she ended, she wanted toknow more of my girl life: i talked her of my master,of gag, of his bondage, of his cum...she listened to me without a word: at the end she justtold me "go and end with him immediately, for you andfor our children". end? how? i softly cried to thatorder.. that evening we planned a meeting at his home,i was so... destroyed.. i love him and only. "Now then ... let's take a look at this blood work." He made a few clicks with the mouse and stared at the screen. "Hmm," he mumbled. "Lab results ... lab results ... oh, here we go." He stared silently for a few seconds and then started nodding. "That looks okay ... that looks okay ... hmm, a little elevated here." A few more clicks of the mouse, another minute of perusal. "Okay ... okay ... very interesting." So how does it look, doc?" Ken asked. "Is my cholesterol up again?" Well, your. Im not always the most forward, but I made my way over to her and said hi. She was doing an ab exercise and I said something clever, or maybe stupid, like “you make that look easy!” She smiled and laughed alittle, man she was so cute, and when she spoke I could hear a slightly boyish, but feminine tone. “Hey, I’m on my way out, but would you like to get together sometime?” I asked. I know i’m not very smooth, but thank goodness I’m good looking! She didn’t want to give out her phone number but.