By now her scent was heavy &overpowering. I lifted my head to see her pussy spread out before me,obscured slightly by the sheer black hose. “Oh ...om…look at your pussy… it’s beautiful!”A thick thatch of pubic hair was tufted behind thecrotch of her pantyhose. It glistened through the nylonbarrier. I could almost make out the swelling lips ofher pussy beyond. Her nether region was warm, moist andfragrant, and it was drawing me closer. “Oh Baby I can feel. One of Emma’s hands grabbed an ass cheek for leverage so she could steady herself as her mouth moved up and down on his shaft. Her other hand toyed with his balls, just ‘cuz.“Mmmmm, Emma, oh...” came the sounds from up topEmma’s lips wrapped around his cock head and sucked as hard as she could. She heard him gasp above her.“Fuck, that’s amazing!” he said. His body tensed up, struggling against the ropes.All told, only about three minutes passed before Mike was ready to blow; that did not. Now she was finally going to get one. My moment of reflection was interrupted by the sounds of laughter coming from Brenda and Sasha as they returned from the ladies room. They clearly had enjoyed something about their time away from us. As I made eye contact with Sasha, she was using her hand as a fan, giving me that "cooling off" motion. That told me all I needed to hear. I would get all of the juicy details when we leave the restaurant. Our food arrived before Jeri could quiz Brenda about. "Slave," said the one in the middle. "You are here, because an opening for a new house slave has become available, and we are to decide whether you will be appropriate for the position."I tried to hide any hint of excitement and joy.Another one asked, "Do you wish to become a house slave?" I am a slave," I replied. "It is not up to me to wish or decide. I will simply do as I am told."They smiled. After a few moments, the house slave on the end, a dark woman, held up and read from a piece of.