He swallowed hard at the thought of her being in a dark mood. He stepped up to the imposing door and rang the bell. He was on the point of ringing aga...n, when the door was pulled open."Come!" A deep and feminine voice ordered him in. Before him stood a masked woman in a one piece tight leather cat-suit, a small white apron tied about her waist was the only clue to her being a servant. The large hallway was decorated in purple; it had the feel of a boudoir."In here and clothes off." She said. It was black with red flowers embroidered on it, it really did look sexy. She told me to lift my foot, and she gently slipped the panties up my leg. She stood behind me, reaching between my legs, pulling my cock pulling the panties up. She smiled, sliding her fingers over my crotch. “There, Anthea. Now you have a camel toe.” She giggled.She helped me with my bra, shoving paper towels inside the cups to fill them up.“Don’t worry, the dress I’ll give you will cover you up enough.”She put a garter. Finished with her shower, she got on the phone. Probably somebody turned her on during that call, because she put more oil on her breasts and started to masturbate. I so badly want her hands to be my hands. Or replace her hands with my tongue. She cums, arching her back. I see drops of my juices on the floor. I'm finished.Yesterday, she had a guy. He fucked her for two hours. But, it looked like he wasn’t good enough. After he left, she opened a bedroom drawer and took out her toys. It’s quite. Soon her top was off and I was laying on top of her sucking those hard nipples and she was beginning to moan ever so softly. She wanted to feel my now hard cock and asked me to raise up so she could undo my pants and free my now raging hard on and began stroking it while still continued to suck her sexy nipples which were as hard as my cock.I slipped off her lengthways and crouched by her side so she could slip my pants and underwear down and have ample room to play with my cock. I began to.