Diana, Marjorie and their two dear friends, Veronica Panting and Dolly Harder.Before we go on to talk about Marjorie’s fantasies, let’s take stock... of these mature and lovely women.DIANA FORTESCUE-SLAGG, our heroine, an elegant and well-preserved redhead. She dresses in well-tailored clothes, and through these you can see the outlines of a still-scrumptious body. When first clapping eyes on Diana, you’d say ?Mmmm! Classy middle-aged crumpet!!? But then, when you get closer, your passion. That Saturday morning as I let myself into my apartment she was practically screaming, "Oh, yeah! Oh, Yeah! OH, YEAH!" I sat on the front porch swing, waiting to see who would emerge. A guy she'd been recent roommates with in college? One of her step-brothers, whom she'd admitted to sucking off naked a few times? About ten minutes later, my landlord came out with another guy. A handyman, a carpenter, maybe, or a plumber. "Hey, Greg," I greeted him. "Hey," he said. "How's it going?" I waited. If the Masters were able to arrange for Haley to take this trip, they almost certainly could arrange for her behavior on it to go unremarked. It is even possible that the Masters run the company Haley works for, but it is not my place as a slave to speculate as to the Masters’ identities. Male or female, young or old, black or white, they direct me and my only place is to obey. I walk out of the conference hall and hail a taxi, providing them with the address I was given. I sink back into the. I quietly stripped behind her, grabbing the bottle of vegetable oil as I knelt down. I made a mess as I poured a liberal amount on my cock, thankful that I had hardwood floors in this room. She still hadn't seemed to notice me, so I skipped pouring any on her as I readied myself to mount the sybian behind her. Her ass was spread open obscenely in front of me, and it took a bit of self control not to dive in and eat her ass out. My cock ultimately won the battle, and I lined myself up with her.