Even barefooted, shestands almost 20 cm taller than her Master does. He greeted me and introducedme to her. She introduced herself constantly blushing...because of her nakedness.Just like my friend, she is very shy. Good. I like timid slaves. ????????? I ordered her to kneel near the table whileher Master and I sat to discuss about some of our mutual friends from theclass. She was constantly shivering because in mountains early mornings arechilly even in July. Who knows, maybe it was some kind of. It was the start of the summer holidays and a very pleasant July morning. I kitted myself up in shorts and a T-shirt and set off for a morning run. It was a beautiful morning and I felt totally relaxed as I ran along.About forty minutes later, I arrived back home to be greeted by my mother and Helen in the garden. I told her I was just going to have a shower and would be out to join them shortly. Mum shouted back that there was no rush and she would make a pot of tea in about fifteen minutes or. As she reached under her shirt and unclasped, her bra from the front I was amazed how the cups parted away like a duel swing out garage doors that allowed me free access to her nipples without having to remove the bra completely. I immediately replaced them with my hands, tweaking those tiny nipples until they were hard as diamonds. Maneuvering her position so she could lean on the pool table and toss her head back as I fondled, sucked, pinched, licked and stuffed each milky white breast in. She was displaying some strong lesbian body language. I figured I'd give her a no need to worry about me and pointed out the guy on the TV as a good looking guy and that if only he was available. She just smiled and flat out asked if I was gay. I said I was bi and liked both equally. She smiled and said I was a good looking man and that she was sure I was able to attract good looking men. I just smiled and went along with it. I said to her that I sensing she was atleast bi. She just smiled and.