But I will not miss the chance," His teeth nibbled at my neck, sending surprisingly strong signals of lust and attraction through me, "As you are mine...now."I could feel my heart in my throat, my pulse as fast as a humming bird's wings. I'm a slave now? A sex slave? I questioned in horror. Still, though, a part of me stirred. A long-time fantasy was quickly coming to life for me.His fingers, which had menacingly sharp, black claws at the end, trailed down to my breasts, circling my perking. Sally’s eyes offer a clue to the person inside. They are luminous, expressive orbs that hint of innocence lost and never regained, eyes that have seen much of the world and of life, not all of it good. And there is something else in those eyes, a bare reflection of an inner fire that burns white-hot at certain moments in her life, when she sheds her proper outer shell and enters her secret world. The eyes are the window to the soul, and thus Sally tries to keep her eyes obscured as much as. We went into the bedroom, and Auntie started taking her clothes off. Today I saw her naked properly. She had just a little fat on the belly, but she was so fit with tight boobs and slim hands and thighs.Working at 3-4 houses and cooking cleaning is hard work, which kept her so fit. She took my jeans off, and even before I could sit down, she took my dick in her mouth. She started sucking the dick, and I was suddenly in heaven. She was a pro and somehow had mastered this skill.She continued for. And especially that muscle that hangs between our legs.”“Sally is my favorite. She has taken training very well and, even after three children, has retained her womanly figure quite nicely. She is now pregnant with her fourth but I doubt that you even noticed. Her children have a variety of colors. Her husband may even have fathered one of them. Enough of that. Let us get to work.”Later that evening, after a delicious dinner, we were sipping brandy and smoking cigars in front of the fireplace.