Suzanne being the last home. In her letterbox were four letters from that pesky Real Estate Agent. he had other four other people interested in her pr...perties. Suzanne decided to stop him pestering her tomorrow. She would call at his office.Calling around at 10am he was there, by himself. Shaking hands Harry mentioned ‘He does not have a buyer. He wants them for himself to develop. He has stolen homes from many people. A nasty person. Suzanne was dressed in a short skirt with a bikini top. I had to laugh. Nothing felt normal about what was happening. Anyway, it was over in a few seconds. In the following days, I couldn't help but think about the exam. The whole idea of having something up ones ass had always been unappealing, but now I wasn't so sure. I thought about trying it again. I'd watched bisexual porn before, and been quite excited as an observer. Those guys seemed to enjoy it, right? I was between girlfriends at the time, so masturbation was a regular hobby. Sometimes,. But as I talked my hand was once again around his dick stroking it making it nice and hard and to boot it off I jumped up on his lap. His dick hard now and resting on my pelvis and the shaft between my pussy lips. I put my breasts into his face and told him that we could play around like this and I would have no problem sucking or jacking him off for the time we were together. Bob smiled and said sure and that would be great. So I got up but not off his lap I took his dick in my hand and slowly. “Great!” he said and began to undress. “What are you doing?” she asked. “Your Master said you would fuck me.” Are you kidding me? When he was down to his underwear, he looked like a sumo wrestler. I proved I’d fuck whoever. Why send another? One person doesn’t mean you’ll fuck anyone. Great. How many people is Master going to send in here to fuck me? Plan for a long night. I can’t let this guy be on top. “Do you mind if I ride you?” She asked. “Anything you want,” he said happily as he lay down.