I considered it for a few seconds. "Yes" I replied. Lets see how convincing I can really be I mused. "Then come to me and allow me to pleasure you." I...was about to write my reply when suddenly I felt dizzy. I felt myself blacking out. When I came to I got the shock of my life. I was in a different room. A bedroom. It was quite large with a double bed and it was quite old fashionedly decorated. The only modern appliance was a computer in the corner on a desk. Sitting at the desk was a tall. Once I started thinking about pleasuring Stacy, Mr. Johnson began to demand her attention.That was definitely not on the menu during a flight on Air Force One.Jennifer looked up as I was watching her emphatically making a point with Stacy and paused to give me her most loving smile. It melted my heart and I mouthed, “I love you,” across the space between us. Her answering smile got my blood pressure to kick it up a little higher and a lot hotter. We were going to explore the finer points of her. When she tried to step away Jenna growled and, dropped the crop and grabbed her by the neck. "Don't ever pull away from me again you little slut. I own your ass and I will touch you as I please. Understand?" Yes Mistress," Jenna said fighting back a sob."Before we get any further, I want to lay down some ground rules. Rule number one I've already covered calling me mistress at all times when it's just us. Rule number two in our private times you will wear a collar because I own you. Rule three. As if by some mutual signal, they stood entwined, lips hot and welded together, arms round each other, then breaking a little apart, they headed next door to Charlotte`s bedroom, a lacey, frilly affair, the bed large and soft, each began shedding one another`s clothing. Buttons flew, fingers eager to explore, shoes clattering to the floor, Mary eager to see what her sister looked like naked after all these years, by now Mary was naked not having put on underclothes in her haste, Charlotte.