I packed myduffel bag of sex toys, hopped in the car and drove to Leah's mom'splace. I rang the bell but there was no answer; however, the door wasope.... Natalie Jones had been a top porn star for years, and at 40 shestill looked pretty good. She was on all fours on the pool table in herliving room, her large tits wobbling as she was pounded from behind byLeah's brother Scott, the hunky stud. They noticed I was there, and anevil smile crossed both their faces. Natalie got up off the table. I live to ... please you." she cried. She let her head fall face down on the bed and sobbed deeply."Good. Now I'm going to turn you over on your back. If you move a single muscle I will fucking kill you on the spot. Do you understand?" I asked."... yes..." she said meekly.I jerked her head back by her hair. "'Yes' What!" I demanded.She looked confused for a few seconds and then sobbed out a weak "Yes...Master?"I let her head fall back on the mattress and finished turning her over. She did not. " I said. Before she could do anything, I slipped the blade under her thong strap, making sure she felt the cold steel, and gave a quick yank up with the dull side of the knife. I felt her startle. I turned the blade over and cut the strap. Stuck to her, I peeled the material from between her slippery labia. I felt her relax. Then the odor of her sex filled my nostrils.I stepped closer and slid my hand between her legs. Without waiting, I yanked my thumb hard into her sopping slit."Unnhhh...". He was rather a pudgyman, but well-dressed, and spoke with a soft drawl.“Good grief, Bea!” Helen exclaimed. “We thought maybeyou had run off with a hired hand.”“Only hand around here I know is Hack,” I said, winkingat her, amused at myself for making her blush.“Yes indeed, ma’am,” Hack said, “and I’m at yourservice.” He seemed pleased as pie with himself.Cunningham began telling us then a little of thehistory of his.