”Mistress Amy paused, looking at her with careful consideration, “So, tell me; was Erik accurate? Do you know what the expectations are?”“Um, ... guess so.”“‘Yellow light’ or not, how do you answer a question?” Mistress Amy’s voice had suddenly become much colder and more demanding.“Um, I’m sorry… Yes, Mistress Amy, Master Erik was accurate. He did tell me, very bluntly, that my role is to be a sex slave in his employment. I am to follow his commands and be used for his enjoyment. Further, I am. .Well, its just that....I was wondering why you had to go to France to get some titty action..." she undid the buttons of her blouse revealing a black bra and two beautiful, firm boobs. I would guess about 36C and a trim toned body. "Miss Jones...that’s a mighty fine rack you've got there...." "Oh yeah, wanna taste?"I swept the things off her desk and lay her on her back, with her body arched backwards her breasts were barely confined by her lacy bra and the clasp on the back easily. I can manage a good ten minutes or so especially on my second or third time. Suddenly Andrew whimpered “Oh God I’m coming” as I fucked him steadily, then Nigel muttered the same “God I’m coming too”. I slammed my cock deep in Andrew’s ass and speeded up a little, then he moaned loudly and took his mouth off Stephen’s cock as he pumped his seed into Stephen’s mouth, moaning with each spurt.I pulled out as Andrew fell on to the bed, Nigel withdrew from Stephen at the same time. “Turn round. Mum burst out laughing asking if I did, my response was a muted “umm, errr” and she gasped and said “Oh my god, you did, you naughty little perv”. “no, no I didn’t”, I said frantically but she didn’t believe it. She got up and went to her handbag pulled out a pair of knickers and said (as she giggled) there you go, have fun with that. I said I didn’t do that and that if I did it wouldn’t be a clean pair. She was shocked but asked what I meant, I said that if I was interested in her panties I.