She walked out to her Mercedes to meet James in the ground floor bar. James was dressed in the usual brocade robe with gold and embroidery around the... edges. She held the chair for her master to set down. Then she sat down across the table from him. She was careful to keep her knees shoulder width apart. She held her back straight and looked straight ahead. It was a display of public submission to her master. Her eyes were affixed to the table before her. James ordered a white wine. Sherri. Nipping at her lust-hardened clitoris, he moved his hands to bend in her knees, pushing her legs back until they were nearly touching her shoulders, and leaving the entire vaginal plane open in naked abandon to his will. Then moving his tongue down along the smooth, heat- moistened slit to the throbbing hair-fringed opening of her vagina, he licked his tongue hotly across the elastic-tight little mouth. He wanted to tease her, to drive her to the point of insanity, but he couldn't hold back,. ? Kelly grinned.?What do you do for a living Kelly?? Mrs. Poulos interrupted as she satdown in another chair.Looking over at who Kelly presumed was Helen?s mother. ?I own anautomotive shop in Tampa. Mostly repair work but we do somecustomization work also.??So this garage of yours, you work it alone?? Mrs. Poulos quizzed.?Unfortunately I don?t get to do much of the hands on work anymore,?Kelly confessed. ?Too much paperwork to do. I have several mechanics, afew guys that specialize in body. Daryl held still, barely moving, and I knew he was enjoying the feeling of being enveloped by my tight pussy. The most primal pleasure imaginable, being deep within the body of an attractive, and receptive woman who was surrendering her body to her male. A man enjoying the special moment of conquest and biological magic. I knew this because Dave had often explained to me how good it felt when he had that strange and fulfilled look on his face. The same look that Daryl was now giving me.My pussy.