I went and got changed in my housecoat and was just getting comfy when there was a knock at the door, I went and looked through the peek hole and it w...s Jordan . I opened the door and Jordan said “you know I was thinking that if you are sitting here with a juicy pussy, why am I leaving you alone?” I said “I am not sure; your brother was the one who said you had to go.” “Well” Jordan said,”I just can’t leave you by yourself; I started thinking about your pussy, if it was juicy after our. Later that afternoon Michele and Polly were sitting in Michele’s lounge room sipping gin and tonics and smoking Woodbines.“So what does it mean?” Michele asked.Michele was dressed in the same ensemble she had worn to the Richmond Estate. She looked resplendent in her red satin evening gown, shoulder-length brunette wig, white satin suspender belt with the tan stockings with the chocolate seams and welts, silk knickers and brassiere. Her feet were shod in black patent-leather high heels. She had. God, did this woman know the female body, and how to tease and produce the most erotic effects.Slowly she moved a finger up and down my hot, wet slit, causing me to arch my back and involuntarily raise my ass, urging her to enter me. Finally after what seemed like an hour of torture, she gently moved a finger into me, followed by another, and I thought I would die. The primal gasp I emitted sounded like nothing that ever came from my lips before.In and out she stroked me, pushing and thrusting. They spoke for a few minutes and after seeing him out she returned to my side. “If you’re ready Master?” she said reaching for my hand. “Let’s go and find those handcuffs.”I looked at her for a moment, opening my mouth to speak but no words came: suddenly I found myself offering her my hand. I found myself following her as she led me to the bedroom like a lamb to the slaughter. “Where are the handcuffs Master?”I stumbled out some words before opening the wardrobe and pulling open a drawer..