One chair per Master and their subjects can sit around them." I am not a Master," I returned.Her eyes warmed a bit. Either I was amusing her or she co...uldn't hold the cold stare for long. "But you have a harem." I don't care for that term." My statement was flat, such as fact."Concubines?" she asked. Now it was turning into a game.I shook my head slightly. "Friends," I offered before she could come up with some other derogatory remark.A smile played across that lovely face. "Oh, I see. You are. Almost touching sideways and inviting me to hold her by sideways.I looked at her and hold her sideways by putting my arm around her waist. She rested her head on my shoulder. I looked at her. Then after a few moments, she reciprocated. Moved in front of me pulled the curtains and looked at me. She raised her face a bit and closed her eyes.It was a clear invitation, I was thinking how come she is moving so fast. I touched her lips and she parted immediately. I inserted my index finger into her. Much later ... when you've finished with the nympho-pixie." The studio door closed firmly behind her as if sealing Bella's fate.I stood looking at her for long minutes, my eyes exploring her body, noting every firm toned inch. She never flinched, never tried to hide her body or hurry my inspection, she just stood before me, exposed, eager, poised as if to launch herself at whatever debauchery I might allow her.Those long minutes passed as I committed her body to memory, then with conscious. He stroked the full lengthOf rigid cock until it was slick with a lustful blend ofPerspiration and pre-cum.Completely uninhibited by the presence of his celebratedPeers, he was yanking on my cock like there was no tomorrow.My huge nuts ached to blow a wad of jism in his persistentHand. My thighs grew tense with orgasmic ecstasy and I wasIn heaven.Just as I reached the point of no return. GrandfatherStood up and tugged impatiently on my arm. On legs thatBarely managed to support my weight, I.