Physically she was about5'-4", slightly overweight, size c breasts with small nipples, and short brownhair. The hairstyle seemed fitting for a slave s...o it would remain; however,the pussy hair would definitely have to go. As the slave reacted to the caressingof a nipple, Mistress Tamela cautioned "still". Mistress Tamela then trailedher hand to feel a very puffy pussy and almost nonexistent clit. Insertinga finger roughly into the orifice Mistress Tamela quietly informed the femalethat she owned. Sandra had a sexy pair of silk panties on her luscious ass. My hands explored every inch and crevice she had to offer. ‘Lets go inside my lover man.’ As she pulled away from me. Her kids had went home with her mother. It was just us, to touch, kiss, explore and to make love at long last. Once inside she stood before me, reaching behind her dress and unzipping it. She slowly let it fall to the floor, inch by inch her beautiful body came into my full view. Sandra had worn a sheer white bra and. I’ve been whitelisting, but my voicemail is still filling up faster than I can handle it.” He smirked. “And while I hate to be an area code snob, I’m not sure that 845 matches my current lifestyle.”Pilar laughed. “I’m still rocking 973 myself. We are definitely marking ourselves as bridge and tunnel Stones.”Nick’s eyes lit up as they got on the grub line. “I bet I could buy one of the old 212 numbers if I wanted.”“It sounds like you’re really getting in touch with the true power of wealth,”. Then put white angel wings outlined in black coming from the sides of the circle. Inside the circle itself was a single star, white in the center with red in the background.“Sisterhood of Steel, indeed. Thank you, Sturges, Codsworth.”Katie had also been busy. She’d painted that symbol on the two birds we were going to be using. I stopped. “Really, Katie?”She looked at me. “Ma’am! Yes, ma’am!” She and the other pilot were both wearing a patch with that emblem on their shoulders.We flew in.