My boner couldn’t control. Today is the day! I said it to myself.By the time I was sitting on the couch, she told me she will change and come. I loo...ed at her ass and oh my god! I felt like grabbing them. She saw me starring at her ass from the mirror. After 5 minutes she came out wearing a sleeveless top and loose pyjamas. She looked beautiful. My boner couldn’t control. She asked me if I’ll drink coffee and I said yes.I went in the kitchen to help her. She had her hair lose and open. She. Caya carried her master's luggage up to his room; the other two bitch-slaves went with individual overseers who'd driven with them. The hotel was teeming with other bitch-slaves and white boi-slaves serving black Masters and Mistresses, although a lot of them were under supervision by the hotel proprietor as entertainment to the black guests staying. Whatever the Masters or Mistresses required, it was their duty to serve. Any complaints or act of disobedience from them and they would be. Perhaps I shall see you there some day.”Friday, Lionel Grant was waiting at the bottom of the stairs again. She was ready to turn towards him, but he did not approach. When the last of the others had gone, when Earl Darnell was about to take her arm for the first dance, he did speak to her.“Lady Anne, might I have the honor of the dinner dance?” His hanging back had not been a sign of indifference.“Certainly, Lord Lionel.” She wrote it in. The dinner dance was a quadrille, which he danced as. She slowly pulled it almost all of the way out, but he did not want that and let her know it, so she slowly pressed it back into his ass. She fucked his ass with her finger and sucked his cock till he almost came and then stopped and squeezed his cock. ‘Not yet. I am not done with you yet.’ She said as she slip her finger from his ass. ‘Don’t you want to fuck me?’ She could not believe what she was doing with Rick. ‘Yeeesssss, I want it. Will you let me?’ he asked. She crooked her finger in a.