Foolishly, I did much ofthis while at work.Then the news broke that the police had busted a prostitution ring. If Ihadn't known better, I wouldn't hav... known that Stephanie had been a manwhen I saw the news footage of her being arrested on the nightly news.She had been given hair extensions, permanent makeup tattoos andapparently some DD breast implants. He'd been dancing at a strip club byday and working the streets by night. It was everything that she'd everfantasized about and the news. Struggling to disguise my embarrassment, I quickly covered myself up and said “ When did you come in and why didn’t you knock? ”She stared back with a look that mixed sympathy and amusement and replied: “Well it seems now that I should have…”I looked back at her. I never ceased to be amazed by her physical appearance. Tall, nearly five – eight, slim, she was in her late fifties, but she did not have any extra ounce of fat on her. Green eyes, silver hair, fair complexion and red lips. Her red. Even in the soft pastel colours. The combination of that sort of raw female power and the soft feminine colours made his manhood throb and reach out for her. Secretly, he rubbed the aching bulge in his jeans, wishing he could have his way with her right there on the floor of his office. But Greg was there. And there was work to do. Joyous, wonderful, creative work. He and Sasha and Greg alone were changing the world. And after Sasha it would never be the same again. Finally after working at a. ?Don’t worry slave, you will soon going to enjoy that?. She said lets make it more interesting. She again when back for searching something and came with small rod and a metal plug. From my face Mistress said ?oh my slave I think you know where these both things will be going?. Mistress untied the rope around my cockhead and then started to pull out the rubber rod from my cock. Mistress was pulling it with a good speed and it was burning my hole. I was moaning due to burning sensation. When it.