We all use to call her mistry instead of mistress and she was a real mistry for us.In night she used to go to every room giving breast message to all ...the members and not only that use to suck cock or cunt whenever required and even cleand the jism from cock and cunt cervix of all the members and she was jism lover but she never allowed any member to touch her lower portion.Within a week Company gave letter that their original Boss a Russian lady with 85% share and a negro with 15% share is. I glare at the demoness, "what do you want with me?" I inquire."It's simple really. I want you to belong to me, as my pet," she soothes, eyes glowing.With a snap, the shackles are released and I'm dropped to her feet. I look up at her bare pussy, already glistening with wetness. I lick my lips in hunger. The smell of her overwhelms my senses, taking away all of my control, leaving only the gnawing desire to please."Time to feed, my pet," she cackles, smilingShe cups my chin, lowering her wet. Assuming that the ATF didn't collectively have themselves a heart attack over some of the nastier and more lethal items, this collection was absolutely museum quality. There were even muskets in display cases that dated to at least the Revolutionary War period, not to mention relics from the Civil War, the wilder parts of the old west, and obviously many more modern twentieth century conflicts.With all of the dark corners, piles of crates higher than Pete's head and various other tarpaulin. Just one thing, though; I don't want to know anything about the guy in advance, because I don't want my mind to make assumptions that would lead me to build unrealistic expectations leading to disappointment. Just do your research, and then let me know when the one you have chosen has accepted this challenge."I held my arms out, and Angie eagerly accepted my embrace. We hugged for a long time, just swaying to and fro. Eventually, I felt moisture dripping down my neck. I quickly realized it was.