It was a number she did not recognise but she thought and hoped that it might be Ian."Hello," she said."Hello beautiful lady, can you talk?" "Yes, yes...I am at home on my own now." Really, would you like some company?"Her first thought was 'god yes' but she said, "Well it is very late." Yes, almost bed time," said Ian.Any thoughts that she might have had of putting him off were overruled by her cunt, "Yes it is isn't it?" and she gave him her address.Ten minutes later he was there and as soon as. Coating his cock in your yummy juices. Finally after some time he started to pump a bit slower but harder. It was like he was trying to put his cock through you. You knew he was going to cum soon. You tightened your pussy lips around his cock, which must have pushed him over the edge. You felt him jam his cock in as far as he could and start to breathe heavy and moan. You felt the warm cum shoot out of his cock, into your pussy. You felt every little squirt of his spunk. He held it in there. It was amazing. I had never felt a womans pussy feel that good. She slowly worked her hips and said to me, “I’ve thought about you too, Jay. There have been times when I have seen you with some of your little girlfriends and I just knew that I could take care of you a lot better than they could.” I listened to her as I sucked her nipples, “Want to go into the bedroom?” I stopped sucking her nipples and grabbed her ass and hips and asked her, “I can fuck you in your bed? Where your husband fucks. It was a pity that it appeared that the overseer’s role was all stick and no carrot. In less horrible slaveries, merits could be awarded and even points towards manumission, but here there was only pain or no pain. She pinged the AI for a time check. She had arrived early and the time hack said that she had been the official overseer for less than half an hour. Hotlips was still working alone. The little dusky slave Chocolate still lay in a pool of her own piss that she had sprayed forth in the.