"And now, you'll have me."She sat up and turned the light on. "I want you to see me while we make love."Slowly, she lifted her gown over her head and...dropped it next to me. She grinned, and cupped herbreasts in her hands. "Mmm," she moaned as she fingered her nipples; when they were large and hard, she let her breasts hang down, pendulous. She was breathtaking. I didn’t see her weight, I saw her . . . the very essence of womanhood.I put my hands on her hips and ran them up over the soft,. The massage was feeling great, then she asked if I mind if she get comfy while she continued. I replied "sure". She took her robe off and straddled my ass and continued massaging my back. I noticed her breathing qetting heavy and her voice quivering, saying "you just don't know what this does for me". That's when it hit me, this little slut is getting off grinding her pussy against my ass while she massaged me. She began to concentrate more on the friction between her clit and my ass cheeks as. At the center of the room, a team of slaves under the supervision of Bre, one of my trainers, were swapping out the urinal. Last nights girl, D23 had been unhooked and was being led out by two of the team. While one slave cleaned and shined the clear glass and plastic of the station, the other put the finishing touches on the centerpiece, slave A12. Soon enough they were done and Mistress Bre ushered them out of the bar to their next task. I relaxed on the stool, taking occasional sips from my. Yah need to lay down the law mate. Tell those fuckin' birds to stop with the shit. It ain't natural anyway, bet they lez up and have gay friends. Last thing you want is a load of queers coming 'round every day, sniffing your keks and shit."Adam shrugged. "I've been told by James to be charming. First night, thought some drinks and a takeaway maybe."Carl sneered. "Fancy an Indian before ya pack?" Ahh go on then." Natalie, close the door," the stout gentleman told her and he watched his assistant.