"The first thing I'm going to do is gut out the inside of the two ground floor flats - I'm going to focus my efforts on them initially. Fiona, dad and...I have put you down as an officer of Hedonist Properties and the reason for that is that I want you to do all of the interior design work."He paused at this point to let Fiona recover from the coughing fit that suddenly overcame her. When she recovered she let them know what she thought of their idea."You're crazy! The only interior design I. The slave would always falsely imagine some affection and sympathy from their Mistress. They said Roberta's training had been seriously hindered by too much contact and they would not make the same mistake with me. My training and care would be mechanized to the greatest extent possible. I should not expect to feel either of them ever touch my bare skin except under extraordinary conditions. They did realize that even a slave needs some form of emotional contact with another being and of course. She was giving me strokes and I was fingering her. This lasted for 20 minutes and then she told it’s enough because she cannot resist this dick any more so told me to fuck her.She removed one condom and put it on my dick. We both were very excited and ready to fuck. She then laid on the bed and told me to fuck her hard. I tried to push in my dick but wasn’t successful because of less lubrication. I added some water on her pussy and on my condom and then i tried and this time it went straight in. By Christ, I was attracted to this man. "Ach Shit! Lets do this!" I said. We kissed.He leaned into me, his lips fell on mine, Oh the joy! To feel his tongue dart into my mouth and flick against mine and flit out. I pressed against him hard, my tongue clumsy assaulted his mouth. Jesus man, You're fifty one! I ranted to myself, calm down you're acting like a frigging 14 year old!'Whoa, easy there, tiger!" said John, pulling himself back and holding me slightly at bay. Even that corny line made me.