It was like a light in a hallway being seen from another room. I heard footsteps approaching and then a light above me switched on. I instinctively cl...sed my eyes since they were used to the total darkness. After a few seconds of squinting, I saw a figure walking towards me. Hiro?“Hiro? Hiro? Is that you?”“Hello Sethy. Yes, it’s me. But you can no longer call me Hiro. Now you call me Master”.“Master? What the fuck, Hiro? What the fuck is going on?” I felt a sharp pain on my right breast as Hiro. Trisha and I walked down stairs. It was her mom ok, a little drunk. She waved to someone and closed the door. She had gotten stopped by a cop and she smelled of booze. He liked what he saw and had her blow in the devise. A .079. A .080 was the limit. He had to let her go, but advised her to drive home and he would follow her, to be safe…(yeah sure.) Her mom laughed when she sat down. “That fool cop thought he was gonna fuck me, but I got away by feeling his dick!….I told him my husband worked. I went into the guest bedroom and he pointed out the camera locations and where he hidden the recording device. I asked him, “Would like a cup of tea, I have the water boiling and it would be no trouble, I want to have a cup before we do the test. Okay?” We walked down the hallway into the kitchen, I knew his eyes were focused on my ass so I wiggled it. I heard a soft breath whistle and knew he liked what he saw. When he sat down, he said, “Thanks, I could use a cup, I haven't even had a coffee. Me. On your knees."I must have hesitated too long because she was all over me. Before I knew it I was on the ground her pussy wrapped in a her jeans pressed onto my face. I breathed in her musk -- barely breathing at all. "Can you taste me?" She asked. All I could do was mumble. She released the pressure and I could speak. "What the?" "Don't move." She leaned back and used her hands to raise herself from my face. That's when I heard Margie."Too slow, huh?" They usually are, babe," Busther.