So as a usual morning I woke up at 6 AM went to the gym, came home and drinking my post-workout drink when the doorbell rang. I opened the door and sh... introduced me as Riya (I thought it could be a fake name but I didn’t care about names.) I didn’t expect her so early. Anyhow, I let her in and closed the door behind her and she went and sat on the sofa in the meanwhile after closing the door I noticed the bouncy thing on her back. It was just perfect not too huge not too small, just petite.. ” Shrug. I don’t judge others. Let the girl stock the beer half naked. Approaching the manager in a most professional manner, I handed over my resume asking if there were any jobs available. “Only for skimpies,” she replied monotonously. “What’s a skimpy?” She pointed at the girl stocking the beer fridge. I paused. Wait a minute. You’re telling me there’s a job in Australia where girls dress in lingerie to bartend, and get paid heaps more for wearing no less than a bikini? Count. Me. In.. . A half-hour later, Mistress Samantha came down stairs to the patio. I quickly made the eggs, flipped the pancakes and gave the bacon one last turn so it would be hot. As she sat at the table I carefully placed her napkin on her lap and dashed to finish cooking her breakfast. Serving it was such a big thing. I then took my proper place, which was at her feet. I knew she would allow further worship I say allow but the truth is she expected it. I could not help but stare at this. The thought of his twelve inch dick would make any pussy tremble and embarrass any black man. All I knew was I needed to get close to him without the family around. He sat down on the couch and I took my place as any girlfriend would; right next to him. The best part was I gave him a little sneak peak of my grey and pink thong. In almost an instant I saw his bulge grow a little more, and his face growing a little flushed. I have been known to be a teaser. He figured he knew me enough that my.