Cyra stops the two slave girls from continuing. “Perhaps you should continue with following my instructions and help your sister become a leader of ...this house.” She shifts, climbing to her knees. “I don’t care how you do it, but you will do as I wish.” She drops to her hands, sticking her ass into the air. “Whether you like it or not, you are a male and males are servants not masters. Do not come to me about any of this again unless you have news worthy of my ears.” She looks over her shoulder. ” I said, adding that I had already set up a conditioning schedule.Mom and sis kissed me on the cheek as dad shook my hand. Afterwards, we all sat down to a breakfast of eggs, toast, bacon with juice and coffee. After breakfast, mom announced that we were going out to celebrate at our favorite German restaurant.Mom and dad went to get ready for work as we cleaned up the dishes. Once they left, sis went to her room to get dressed and I went outside to clean the pool. As I went about checking the. Her pussy started to moisten as she smiled at him, pursing her red lips and licking them seductively...As he watched her dumbfounded, she suddenly turned to walk past him, looking over her shoulder as she walked by. Emily cast her eyes down behind her and lead his eyes to her swishing ass. As she trailed her right hand over the tight material, she imagined his hands and tongue doing the same…Emily walked into the thankfully empty ladies room and moved to the sink mirror where she could see her. She looked simply stunning. A classic ‘lads mag’ MILF. As we reached the next station, the doors opened and she made no attempt to move as people pushed in past her and filled up the carriage, all moving down the aisle and spreading out into what little space they could find. We were now riding the proverbial sardine express. All of the carriage seating was full and it was standing room only, on a dark dreary exhausted ride home. I searched the platform for my prize, the final card in this.