---Morning filled the cabin with it's rosy glow, waking Phyllis gently. Again the joyful agony of picking an outfit delighted her; this time she chose...a long Tweed skirt and bright orange blouse ? on this of all weekends she didn't want to blend into the woods! While the coffee warmed she sat on the porch and did her makeup in the bright light of the sun, then settled the wig on her head and donned an a frilly apron to keep breakfast from spoiling her outfit. She ate on the porch, enjoying the. "Chris answered, "Oh yes, you masterful hunk! Of course you are rightMaster Bryan."After they finished eating they went to the bedroom for more sex whileI cleaned up. Soon they called for me to join them. I was made to kneelon the floor beside the bed and watch while Chris rode his cock toanother orgasm. Again, they made me use my tongue to clean theirgenitals when they were finished.Master Bryan had me dress him in his clothes when he was finally readyto leave. When he was fully dressed, he. I've never been able to deep throat him.”“So while Will eats my pussy and fucks my throat, what will you and John be doing?”“Does John ever fuck your arsehole?”“Yes. Is that what you want? John fucking your arse?”She blushed again. “Yes. Will always says 'no' when I suggest anal.”“Well, John fucks my arse nearly as often as he fucks my cunt. We both really enjoy it. Why do you want it so much?”“Because I have a dirty little secret. I've always had a fantasy of having a DP. Of course it could. She was about 23 or 24 at the time, and he looked like he was 35 in the picture. They agreed to meet and he suggested a relatively fancy restaurant that was way more expensive than she could ever afford, so she was looking forward to it.When they met, she immediately realized that the pic he used was way out of date and he was much older than 35. She figured he was easily in his mid-50s. However, he seemed friendly, was generally a handsome guy, and spoke enough of her language to ease.