I answered, "Hello Mistress." Tell me bitch boy, do your fuck holes need attention?" Yes Mistress, very much so Mistress." Bring them to me." Yes Mist...ess, on my way Mistress."i knew my mouth and my asshole were in for a long evening, and i was on my way,i arrived at her house in no time flat, Mistress does not like to be kept waiting. i could not wait for her to use me for her pleasure, for her to use me as she saw fit. My cock was already head with anticipation as i rang the door bell. The. “Damn! You hide him well. I would have never guessed. I think my cousin likes it too. Paul are you jerking that small thing?” she said into her mouth piece. I turned to see Paul jacking his cock. I then smelled a new aroma in the small room. I could tell Leanne was getting warm between her legs. The front of her white thong was wet. “What are we playing next?” I said with a wicked grin.“Buck, take a seat next to me.” She said. I quickly sat next to Leanne on the couch. She turned her. I follow her to a nearby room while you wait for me by the gate. She takes me in the room and tells me she needs me to disrobe so that she can strip search me. I ask why and she says it is common procedure, with women traveling alone from the islands, to ensure I am not smuggling drugs in as a mule. I obey and take off my dress. I am braless and all that remains on are my red silk panties and my black high heel shoes. She instructs me to take my panties off as well. She approaches me and lifts. I tune out my surroundings and tune into the music allowing it to connect to my soul. The thud, thud, thud of the base and the rhythm are taking me to another world and I begin to dance, swaying my body and keeping to the beat. I have this sensation, as I dance that someone is watching me. I continue moving to the music. Surveying the room, I see him looking gorgeous. Tristan is 6 foot 2 inches tall. He has messy sun brown/blond hair, hazel eyes and a manly, well-built body. He leans on the.