“And yes, if you’re okay with it, they’ll join us. They’ve even decided to become slaves themselves. And yes, you’d have access to them, too...” Brittany admitted as she stood and kissed both of us rather hungrily on the lips.“What about your boss?” I asked Brittany.“Oh, I’m done with him. He made the mistake of proposing marriage to me and I told him flatly that I wouldn’t do it because I’m not cut out for his kind of marriage. I then quit the job on the spot. It was a risk, but hey, what was. She had red hair and her normally perky breasts have gotten bigger as she aged. Long legs, a firm behind and pretty strawberry blonde pubes made for a top-notch package. Always interested in showing off, she thought that that might be something she'd be interested in doing. It being around closing time, Karen mentioned that they had a studio in the back and if she wasn't busy, there was no time like the present.Karen locked up and they went to the rear studio. It was a totally professional. I’ll go with your plan and “practice” with you, but I don’t want things to go too fast. We can start with making out and go from there.”She giggled, “okay, when do we start?”I thought for a second and couldn’t stop myself from saying.“No time like the present.”We both laughed and quickly finished up our ice cream.We walked to my house holding hands like we always did. It didn’t take long before we reached home and with a cordial hello to my mom, we went upstairs to my room. I was lucky as I had. I sent her a message and I was happy when she replied despite the fact she lived over 80 miles away. We started chatting on the site and we eventually decided to meet up at a motel in Reading.As I waited for her in the room I felt a little bit nervous as it was our first meeting. When she walked in I couldn’t stop staring at her massive tits and I wanted her to remove her top and reveal them to me as soon as possible. Eventually we both got naked and I told her that I wanted her to get on her.