It seemed to go on for hours but had probably only been a few minutes when he started to increase the speed of his thrusts into me. It was clear he wa... going to cum soon. I reached up and held my arms around his shoulders. He lowered himself onto me and I felt his breath in the crook of my shoulder. It felt so erotic and made me mentally give myself up completely. I lowered my legs and put them around his waist. My heels were on the small of his back. I was clinging onto his neck as he fucked. He was a throwback to 1980s aerobics chic. He also, without any doubt, was Zane's slave...or as Zane sometimes liked to say, "slavegirl."Shortly after dressing as Zane commanded, Derek heard the key in the front door of his apartment. He then heard two voices. Zane and Bryce had arrived. Very suddenly, the realization hit Derek that he was dressed as a very sexy, whorish young woman and was about to be seen by a complete stranger, Bryce. Yet again, Derek became dizzy with anticipation and. Both women stared each other down for a brief moment. ‘Listen here, young lady, I don’t care how late it is, you’re little friend will have to find her own way home, she can’t stay here!’ Elaine said in a firm and stern tone of voice as she placed her hands on her hips. ‘She’s not my ‘little friend,’ Mother, she’s my girlfriend! Yes Mother . . . I’m a lesbian,’ Benita said in a firm and confident manner, looking Elaine right in the eyes before she turned towards her room. ‘Young lady, get back. You are naked and Ohh what’s that? You are pushing in your choot? And why?” Just few questions, but meaningful ones for me. I called daddu inside the room and covered my body with the bed sheet. I knew how to explain all this to the old man who was just entering the last stage of manhood. I wanted to make him join my sexual pleasures.I slowly removed the bed sheet from my body. Daddu looked at my body with curiosity and stared at my big breasts. He was really astonished to see the big breasts,.