And she does have a tiny waist, but her breasts are rather unremarkable." I like the way she squeals," smiled the man with a heavy European accent."Oh... Belzer, you like the way they all squeal," retorted the auburn haired mistress bringing a laugh from the group.Joubert sat listening. He was a master as well, but he did not wish to overplay his hand. They had all viewed the tapes, not only of the seduction the first night, but of the conversation the next morning. If he seemed too enthusiastic. The freckles were what attracted me and they run the length of her body, giving her an almost leopard like appearance.“What would you have me call you?”“Emma, if it pleases you Master.”She surprised me with the clarity of her statement. It was clear and although not loud, it was not the mumbling of a scared and naked slave girl. Her voice was bell like, not the deep chime of the Church, but the light lilt of a dinner bell.“It does not.” I simply stated and sipped my drink again. “What was your. “What do you think Ian?”“Oh I approve very much, looks a bit tight mind.” “Yes let's have a look for the next size up”“So are your shorts, have you seen yourself?” Jayne said.I looked down at my crutch, and as feared, my cock was starting to harden as Jayne strutted topless around the room.As we took our time looking it became obvious we were now the attention of the room, the guys were looking, the couples were looking, and the assistant popped over.She was maybe 18-19 “ You ok? Only we. He was so close to slipping right into me. But he didn’t. He suddenly curled his face into my breasts and paused. Then I heard his muffled voice ask whether I thought that maybe I should check in with my husband before we start something we can’t stop? He was right. I asked him to come with me though, then got up and dragged him down the hall by the hand to open the bedroom door. It was dark, but we could make out my husband lying on the far side of the bed, still naked, his erection lying.