I started to imagine what was about tocome next and I got chills in spite of the warmth from the fire. I keptthinking 'Vince is going to fuck me,' and...shook my head in disbelief,giggling nervously at the prospect. And then he opened the door andstepped back into the room. I made my best sex kitten face and said,"Hey stranger," as he closed the door behind him and locked the dooronce more.Vince took a second to enjoy the view. I guess my posing worked for him.He strutted over to me, grinning. The area was predominantly an Old Italian suburb about 10 kilometres from the centre of Sydney and with Nicolina’s Italian background, the local women all came to her. From outside, her front door is on the left hand side of the frontage, and as you enter her reception desk is a metre in from the door. The interior is about five metres wide by four metres deep and looks out onto the footpath where she puts a table and some chairs; Nicolina’s smoking spot. Directly behind the reception desk is. Oh you are lucky man to have someone fuck your wife so well for you. I loved it so much that I was having trouble keeping from coming myself. I held on though- I did not want to come before they did. I knew she was getting ready to come when she pushed him down and climbed on top of him– that is her favorite way to orgasm. She moved slowly up and down his shaft until she found the right spot, and then started grinding. I could hear the short breaths she makes right before she comes. Then she. Lifting my C cup breasts I admired the girl in the mirror…and then I worried. A woman’s worth consists of several things…beauty being one of those, and I was a girl quickly approaching my mid 30’s. It was likely that Master would either buy another girl soon to replace me…or he could do worse. It was not unheard of. Still though, I was strong and looked younger than I was plus for whatever reason Master had not expressed interest in another girl.Slowly I made my way back to the kitchen and.