While she was still alive, he wondered if anything remained of Susan's previous existence. His determination to see events to a conclusion strengthene...d and he resolved to play the part until he could leave and bring the curtain down on the Baron's despicable activities.His upstairs room was airy and light. It contained little more than a wooden framed bed with two single mattresses, a wardrobe and chest of drawers, and finally an antique writing desk with matching chair.His suitcase had been. I turned the knob to cold and stepped in.I soaped myself up, my teeth chattering the entire time. I stayed underthe shower spray as long as I could stand, thinking that it would be agood way to prove my devotion to Mistress. I stayed there until I heardMistress' voice telling me to hurry up, and that she had left me someclothes on the toilet seat.I immediately turned off the shower and stepped out. There was a tinyhand towel waiting for me. I dried myself as best I could and then beganto get. As he felt her body going limp, he pulled his cock from her mouth and she gasped for breath. Life filled her eyes as she caught her breath but her hands never drift from her head and she continued to stay on her knees. Slave knows her place.“Did you like that feeling slave? Knowing you might choke to death on your masters dick?”“Yes master.” She replied.“What a good little whore.” He praised.Without further warning, he resumed fucking himself in and out of her face. He had always loved the. Seeing me worried he asked me what's my problem was. I loocked at him, He was tall,mascular,looks strong with heavy beard,he was little black,wore Islamic hat. I understood that he was a pure muslim. I suddenly became little afraid but i responded to him saying that I was looking for a rentable house. He laughed and said that he could help me. He offered me a place for living, actually at his place. He said that he would love to help me and won't take any rent. I couldn't refuse such precious.