It was a stark and simple life study without a lot of complicated colors, so I was done in less than a week. I called them in and showed them the fini...hed work, the last strokes still a bit wet. Starla cried, talking about how beautiful I’d made her. I couldn’t help but laugh. “That wasn’t much of a challenge, Starla.”They both gave me a tremendous hug, then grinned and asked me to leave. The sounds of their passion echoed through the house as I left, happy with the results, and the check.. Neither were. He took a cab to his quarters in Harvard, which the university provided free of charge to their alumni benefactors. Although they were rather Spartan, they brought back such wonderful memories that he always stayed there when visiting Boston. He lunched in the post graduate restaurant, meeting a number of people he had known for years. As usual that resulted in rather too much wine and port and so he spent the latter part of the afternoon slumbering in his small room. Waking. “Please Master may I have your beautiful cock deep inside of me. Please make me feel like the woman I always wanted to be. Please pump my sissy butt with your hard cock and warm cum.” “You know Donna, when I'm inside of you there's no turning back. I'm going to fill you with my cum which means you belong to me. That is you will be my property, my maid from now on as well as Clarissa's. Are you woman enough to handle that?” I just wanted him in me. “YES, please yes Master I'd love to be your. James, I’m so wet, wet for you, can you hear how wet I am? Continuing to circle my clit with one hand I cup my breast with the other, using my thumb to caress my already hard nipple then pinching it between my fingers, your eyes still on me. Knowing that with every touch of my fingers my wetness is heard. Don’t you want me James? Mmmm baby, I want you. You don’t say a word, you stand over me watching, stroking your cock, as I keep begging you to touch me, to fuck me, lay next to me. Ill do.