The usual and expected comments about them not getting any from me followed and we were all laughing and joking about it. “I’ve already got a semi...Joan. At least give us a look at them big white titties anyway. That won’t hurt nothin’.” the taller one said. I know from experience that flopping the tits out NEVER ends with just flopping the tits out but after a few excuses and objections I did it anyway. Once a slut, always a slut I guess.“Damn. Them’s some prime titties you got there Joan.”. The conversationwas lively as well. Clive was attentive, perhaps a little more than heneeded to be.After dinner we danced. He was good and I was thoroughly enjoyingmyself. During one very slow number I felt something. "Have youforgotten that I did not always look like this?" No I have not. To be honest I have watched you all evening and I cannotbelieve that you and Chris are one and the same person even though I knowthat you are. I am dancing with a gorgeous woman and that has turned. After nearly a hour I heard Master's SUV brakes. I shivered and lowered my head touching the ground. After few minutes Master and Mistress ventured in joking and laughing. The moment door open I pressed my forehead on the floor. I felt a mild nudge on my head- whether It was Mistress or Master I don’t know actually. Then suddenly with a thud a foot was placed over my head. I guess that it could be of Master as I could feel heavy weight on my head. I didn’t bothered and within second slithered. You can touch it if you like, she tentatively put out a hand, it’s so much bigger than Dec’s (her husband) just resting a finger or two on my now swelling appendage, I knew Dec was the only man she’d been with, she had a pleasant figure, just a little on the plump side and I found her very sexy not that I’d told her. “Hold it properly for me Annie” she started to grip it then fear of going too far possibly, caused her to step back, “I.. I can’t” she stuttered, it’s mum, she’s got a key hasn’t.