..Matt tried to concentrate as he finalized the details with one of his colleagues. His mind kept wandering though. Janelle hadn't really responded to... his text earlier which wasn't like her. She must be pretty preoccupied with that meeting, he thought. Hopefully she wasn't too tired; his thoughts turned back to the tight black skirt."Matt. Are we finishing this or putting it off until Monday?" his colleague broke his though."No, let's get this done," Matt replied, he hated leaving things. Slowly, and as he moved, his thick oiled cock rose powerfully from beneath the grasses around his waist and stood erect in the warm night air - poised like a spear ready to strike it’s prey. His chanting grew in intensity and speed and the drums were now beating faster with a new sexual fervour. The swaying bodies around the ship were now locked into the pace of the drum beat; many had their eyes half-closed in some sort of sexual delirium. The Magic Man lunged forwards and, with a. The red lipstick a much brighter shade than she would ever have chosen. She realised she no longer had her own identity. She truly was Ebony Black and she belonged to Master.As she put the card key into the room door, she felt her heart pounding as if it was going to break out of her body just like Meat Loaf in Bat Out Of Hell. She did not know what to expect. Whether Master would be there when she got there or not. She was also apprehensive about the sex she knew was almost a certainty to. I stripped right down to my thong only, the same as Helen had done. Itook a towel and wrapped it around my chest. 'This will work,' Ithought and headed into the other room. Helen was just finishing up. Icould make out Victor's name from his name tag. He turned away fromboth of us and busied himself with his oils. Helen sat up and got offthe table. I could tell she was somewhat aroused because her nippleswere very hard. She grabbed her wine and came over to give me a kiss."I'm going to.