She looked back at the young man laying naked in the bed with his cock emptied and laying on his stomach. She looked back at me and said " i keep doi...g this for the both of you what about me?" I pleaded but knew there was no stopping her. She climbed up on the bed and his cock instantly grew to max capacity again. She straddled over him and put the huge head against her pussy, I could see from where I was sitting her pussy was soaking wet, but even with all the lubrication the huge cock was. Stacey had a near breakdown when she got home, thank goodness she lived alone. The money from the ‘fetish modeling’ back in the day was good as she went thru school, in that it had basically paid her way thru those last grueling months of her grad studies, thank goodness the University had then paid her a stipend, and she was able to stop. She had certain feelings about that so-called “modeling”, but she ignored it. It was a part of her she had long ago buried, and had not looked back since.She. The fabric on the bustier was so smooth around the breasts that I could not see what held them up. Cosmetic surgery perhaps, but they looked too perfectly positioned to be fake. The bustier ended just above the navel, revealing a tight, taut abdomen. The muscles were not overt, but you could definitely make them out when turned around to let me see the whole package. Candace may have spent many hours working with Manhattan charities back home, but it was clear she spent many more working with. The car was parked in the courtyard of an imposing Georgian residence, set in extensive grounds. I couldn?t see a lot as it was getting fairly dark by that time and there was a cold mist hanging in the air. I shivered and followed the Master across the courtyard to the main door of the house. ?This is the only time that you will use this particular door. After this you will enter and leave by the servants? quarters at the rear but, on this occasion, I shall treat you as a guest. Please come.