The room was silent and I could hear my own heart pounding. He came close to me and hugged me with a real brotherly love I guess. He began pampering m... by rubbing over my back. I thought he was ok with what I’m doing. So again I advanced towards his dick.Just when I was about to keep my hands in and take his dick, he stopped me. I watched him with question marked face. He said, “Sister, I wasn’t interested in you!” I was upset. I thought I wasn’t sexy enough for him. But he continued, “I’m. I could shower, but would probably have to do so again later after he had his way with me, so why bother. I could try to do my yoga routine, but that didn’t feel right either. I finally settled on sitting quietly on the floor, looking out the window, since it seemed I’d have at least an hour to myself.Master’s achieved most of what he wanted. Stage One was tying down all the leaks. Stage Two was about securing our future and acquiring the people who could help answer some of our questions about. Once I felt her hipssmashing harder into my eager face, I began to run my wet lips up & downthe short clit shaft, sucking dramatically at the base. Mistress wasmoaning nearly in a song by now. She is using my hair as a steering wheelto guide my mouth on her as she smashes her pussy on my face to please herpulsating crotch. I felt Mistress's thighs tighten on my cheeks & neckarea, her muscles flexing as she rode her hips up & down. This went on forseveral more minutes until the sweat was adding. I tried not to draw attention to my arousal, blindly checking the boxes and flourishing my signature on the paperwork. I handed it back to her. Her badge said 'Brenda'. "Th.. thank you. Do you need help getting these to your car?" I started to say no, but Brenda said it was all part of the service, so I accepted her offer. She pushed the trolley, and I walked behind. She was much older than me, attractive in her own way, hair coloured and neat. A little matronly, I thought, but still found my.