Oh my God, I’d done it; I’d invited him to my home. What was I thinking! What do I wear? What do I say? Will he like me? Will I like him? No going...back! Then I hear the yard gate and know its too late — he's arrived! Using all my inner strength I open the door and plaster on a smile. Phew it's ok; he is still the lovely sweet man who had been chatting to me on the phone trying to figure out my needs and wants. I make coffee and we talked for an hour, how I regretted that hour now. Next time. The seat back was extra long, and fairly narrow, with an eyebolt at the top. It was also adjustable so that you could recline it at various angles, from being laying down flat, to sitting upright. There were stirrups for the feet, and something that i couldn’t figure out – steps on either side. Master adjusted the seat back to the angle He liked, which was about 45 degrees, then clipped my wrist cuffs to the bolt at the top of the seat back so that my arms were extended over my head, exposing. So I turned on the geezer and got the hot water ready. I called her in and I had to start pouring water on her as small children are given a bath. I first applied shampoo to her hair and cleaned her hair. Then I applied soap over her neck, armpits, back, ass, navel, thighs, breast, hands, legs and even pussy. I had to do it twice to get rid of the massage oil.I dried her hair and other parts of her body,applied powder at her armpits and I took a purple thong from her travel bag and a pink lacy. She shouted.Ahhhhh and said fuck me, darling, just fuck me hard, tear my pussy with your long cock…I want to be your whore…She was in 7th heaven while I was pushing her hard. Though the sounds of the fuck was very high I switched on the tv in my cabin and raised the volume so that our sounds don’t go outside.I lifted both her legs and banged her hard, though it was painful for her but was enjoying to the fullest. Even I was in my den of hunger lust so I did not care. After 10 min of fucking, I.