I want you to have your clothes ready to go out tonight.” “But ma’am, isn’t my master coming over tonight? Won’t we miss him...” I was desperate, risking my behind, or worse, by pursuing this line of questioning when she made it clear by not answering my previous ones. I’d better shut up and play along with her. ‘The sub gains her pleasure by learning to please the master.’ I didn’t need a touchup to remember this. “No, Ceres,” Mistress Denise said with a note. "Ash, it's me…Jessica. Come on and open up." Ashlee recognized thevoice of her more famous sibling as she secretly cursed to herself. The lastthing she needed was her perfect older sister coming to remind her that shewas better. However, Ashlee decided to get off the bed, wiping the tears fromher eyes into her grey arm warmer as she opened the door to see Jessica standingthere. Unlike Ashlee, Jessica had the image of the 'goody-two shoes girl. Shewas standing there in a white dress having spent. Her tits felt as hot as fire, her nipples stiff. It was searing her mind. She gritted her teeth and her beautiful, young face became a distorted mask of wanton passion!The tide of her lust rose higher. The fire in her tits and cunt roared in her ears. But still no sounds escaped her throat. She didn't want her brother to hear. She wondered for a brief instant what her brother looked like naked. Did he have a big prick? The thought flashed in and out of her mind in a second. But the image that. All that changed, when my friend (I'll call him James) bought a new motorcycle. James is a well built, slim, muscular black man, (we were both in tip top shape, due to youth and military service), and had been a good friend for several years. When he got his bike, he told me he would ride with me anytime. We road together often, spending long, sunny island days, searching for sun tanned babes and nice beaches. One day we had a day off during the week and we decided to find an off.