I know what you are thinking, "Big deal, typical thing to do for a slavegirl.". This is true, however please allow me to elaborate a bit. My slavegirl...is 50 years old, I'm 33. She's not the hot hardbody a young slave would be but for my purposes she has her uses. There is nothing like an older, elegant refined woman for humiliating. You know the type, they are principals, teachers, executives. Mine happens to be a bank manager. Haughty, well dressed, gray hair kept short and swept back off the. . always.Hope invited me to fuck her ass once as she was on top of Faith, so I lubed us both and eased inside her, feeling my balls slap the upper part of Faith's face each time I stroked inward. She didn't seem to mind and later admitted that it was one of the hottest things she'd ever witnessed, watching my cock tour her little sister's ass hole so close up. Although Faith had never had successful anal sex, she got Hope to talk her though how to get past the initial pain of entry and Hope. We looked in each others eyes as he raised my skirt. Oh so pretty looking at my tight leotard not seeing any budge at all. I lowered my hand ans rubbed his already hard cock. We smiled as he took my hand and walked me over behind the dumpster. Your so naughty Carlos I said as I went to my knees and unzipped him. MMMM reaching in and taking out his hard dark cock. stoking it as i kissed the throbbing head before I took it in my mouth. Slurp slurp bobbing my head back and forth taking it in. They saw his hand groping me and pinching my stiff nipples. I got wetter.We finally arrived and I grabbed my bag as we got out of the car. Lube, condoms (better to have and not need, than need and not have he told me), my jeweled plug, a towel, mints, and hand sanitizer. "The essentials" I had said to myself while getting ready. The parking lot was packed. He held my hand as we walked in and a few heads in the storefront turned to see. I lowered my eyes, not quite ready to see the lust I.