"Good morning Sir. I have determined what kind of equipment they are using. It's a direct RF transmitter with two slave microphone also RF. Bad news i... it's line of sight. There is no platform I can use to track it down. It's Radio shack shit.Yes, I was thinking that as well. Very well sir, we shall see who shows up, but not attack them. Yes sir, it makes perfect sense. Goodbye sir." The Brit said."So what's our next step," I ask."The main transmitter draws its power from a simple 9volt. ” She paused and then asked, “Is there anything you don’t like?” “No, I’m easy. Bye” I waved and then she was gone. Denise had cleaned up, the fridge gleamed and something smelled really good on the cooker. Suddenly, in her presence, I felt guilty, which was completely irrational. Surely, as the Master, it was my prerogative to do as I pleased and, if that meant pleasuring another woman, then so be it. Somehow, I wasn’t convincing myself. Later, once dinner had been eaten and she had. As she worked her mouth up and down and around his dick, he began to feel himself ready to erupt, ‘I’m going to cum,’ he warned. This excited Lois ‘I want it in my mouth Daddy.’ Her words and the warmth of her mouth, made it uncontrollable, Chris shot his load into the back of Lois’ throat. He saw her swallow it all up, ‘what a dirty little girl,’ he thought and then he fell asleep. An hour passed and Chris awoke, ‘Did I dream it?’ he thought almost relieved. He was then given the harsh reality. ‘Oh yeah, oh yeah,’ he was concurring, ‘so good…’ Coming out of her own ecstasy she could tell from his voice that he was close too.‘No baby, no, don’t come, ’ she said urgently, halting her bouncing motion. ‘Save it up, I don’t want you to come yet.’ She knew why she was saying it, a crazy fantasy that she could hardly believe she might fulfil. He slowed at her instruction, slammed his brakes on against a strong reverse inclination. Only Pamela, only his desire to please her could have made.