"That better?" My hands found their way to his stomach. I loved his stomach. So hard and muscly, so different from mine. His lips had found my neck, ...kissing all over it and nibbling on my ear. I continued feeling his top half, my hands on his chest, my fingers stroking him. "Like what you feel?" he whispered into my ear. I could feel his hot breath on my neck, driving me wild. I just moaned. I guided his hand down my stomach and to my leg. He squeezed my thigh and stroked it, working his. Joe turned in to his driveway and pressed the garage door opener. When the door fully opened allowing Joe to park the car. Pressing the remote again the garage door rattled as it closed behind them. Joe shut off the engine and opened his door telling Robin, ‘Open your door, stand up and remove your clothes, pet.’ Robin smiled as she opened her door stepping out of the car and quickly removed her clothes as Master ordered. Robin carefully folded her blouse and skirt placing them on the roof of. I arch my back, both to prepare my self for what will happen next, and to seduce him even more.I feel the big mushroom- beautifully sculpted- head, wet and slippery, rubbing against my tiny, tender and virgin (well, small butt-plugs and few fingers- not necessarily my own fingers- don't count) asshole. His hand on my shoulder, the other holding me by the waist. His hand slips and rubs my ass cheek. It quickly, yet tenderly, runs through my ass crack. I can feel his finger slipping into my lubed. ’ We four laughed, accepted a glass of champagne and drifted separately into the milling guests below. I stationed myself to the side of the steps which would allow me to see all arriving guests. I didn’t have to wait long before a coach pulled up with only one guest. The coachman dismounted, opened the door and offered his hand to Josephine, Empress of France. As she stood I was suddenly happy to be alone in the shadows to drink in every centimeter of her. She rewarded him with a smile,.