I washed my hands and exited the bathroom and found M on the screened-in balcony looking into the apartment while leaning back on the rail looking ver... delicious. He had not put on his shorts and his lovely cock was at half-mast. As I took a couple steps towards him he stepped in from the balcony and put a hand on my shoulder and politely but firmly sat me down in the recliner. My face was now less than a foot away from the lovely tube. I tore away from the view of his now almost hard cock and. The sight of these strong, muscled black men working had brought the heat back to my pussy and made my nipples stand up. I found myself wondering what these men would be like; I was really prepared to take on all three; but I did not know how would they react…Suddenly the three black guys were staring right at me. Then I realized that my loose robe had opened a little at the front and I was displaying a generous amount of cleavage. I remembered that I had worn nothing under the robe and. They would have to adapt to him rather than he to them.The violence of the deaths of the Davids ... one shot by the German soldiers in Holland in their anger and loss, the other dead by having his skull smashed against the house door frame because he tried to protect his mother ... was traumatic for the Michigan David. He lived their deaths. The Scottish David was particularly difficult ... parts and pieces of the shattered soul/spirit/being filtered in as they sought coherence, they were,. Matt and the three submissives had an appointment to see Nancy’s father, Steve Morris, on Tuesday morning. He lived about fifty miles away, up to a three-hour-drive across L.A. to get there. Even without seeing his home, Matt knew it was pricey since he lived in the hills above Pacific Coast Highway near Malibu.Not wanting to deal with morning rush hour traffic, he called a fancy hotel on the PCH overlooking Santa Monica State Beach. It was only a few miles from Steve’s home and they’d be.