I looked back to see Aunt Val in nothing but a bra and panties. Aunt Val asked, "Do you like what you see?" I smiled."Jesus Christ you have no idea ...ow much. Why don't you show me that beautiful ass of yours Aunt Val?" She smiled mischievously. "No, no, no. You'll see my ass when we get to the log cabin." I made a sad face and she smiled sexily. Aunt Val carefully sat on top of my legs and positioned her self on top of my throbbing hard cock. "Are you ready," I asked her.Aunt Val looked me. That’s why her job is to get dressed up in this kind of thing. Master needs someone who can blend in outside the house. At least Lindsey enjoys it.’ Claire explained to Bridget before her voice quieted. ‘Don’t worry though, baby. I like it when you dress up for me too.’ Lacie got the feeling that the last couple sentences were directed not at Bridget, but Lindsey. That suspicion was confirmed a moment later when she heard Lindsey whisper quietly behind Lacie’s back. ‘I’m glad. I like dressing. I climb up and slide my very hard, very swollen cock easily into your waiting pussy. As I begin to pump inside you, that familiar sensation builds within you again, you know that your only moments away from another screaming orgasm, but you want it to last, so you roll me onto my back, taking control of our love making. You lower your body onto my awaiting cock, lifting back up again, then back down. Our rhythm is in perfect harmony, our bodies intuned to each other. As your orgasm builds, so. The whole place had enough barbed wire round it to fortify a small country. Evidently this was some form of military installation, yet there did not seem to be any troops about.So engrossed was she in trying to work out where she was that she did not hear the door open, and nearly fell off the chair when a woman's voice said, "Oh my, that looks very precarious."A young woman with a trolley had come into the room and was staring at Lady Johnson."Yes?" Jane asked."If you would be so kind as to.