”And then, having endearingly taken possession of her name, George reached for the seam of Sasha’s dress. He pulled it up over Jennifer’s raised...arms and threw it aside. She stood there in the morning light streaming through the window, gloriously naked, with her long, beautiful legs slightly spread and her still shapely boobs arching out over her flat, tensing stomach and shaven pubes.As George put his hands on her breasts - as if testing their firmness - Jennifer lowered her arms. George. “Thank you, Sir,” I deserved that she sniffled.I just picked her up and carried her to the bedroom in my arms and lay her down across the bedspread. Placing a pillow under her hips, I parted her thighs and looked down at her.“Cock your legs back and keep them spread. Time for me to use that tight little pussy of yours to relieve the tension you have caused my cock.”“Yes, Sir. Please use my pussy it’s yours to use as are all my holes, Master.”I hastily removed my clothes, knelt between those. ”She nodded, again with a smile and I turned and walked to the front desk.“Someone from your past, Kyle?” Mike said, looking beyond me to the front.“Yeah ... someone who was very important once. Do you mind? I need to talk to her in private.”“You know I don’t mind. At least it will be something that isn’t work,” he said. “Good luck,” he offered with a smile.“Thanks,” I said as I turned and headed for the front door.“Okay if we take my truck?” I asked. “It’s easier to get in and out of for. Only one more door at the end of the hall. Double French doors actually. I sneak up and hold my ear to the doors, listening with my sharpened senses. Nothing. I reach down and open the door. Pitch black, but I see clearly, every detail of the room. It’s big, a bit excessive actually, taking up what seems like a fourth of the entire second floor. Truly a master bedroom. Two pillars, from floor to ceiling flank either side as I step in on the soft white carpet. To the left, a nice sitting area, a.