One hot July day I was out riding my bike through the local woodland when I spotted a washing line full of panties, bras and stockings, being on the e...dge of town there was no other houses close by so I rode past then parked up my bike and made my way back to look if anybody was around. I must have sat for 15-20 minutes looking at the house and seeing no movement I decided to see what I could steal, I pushed open the back gate and went to see what was on the line, I thought I had dies and gone. He was standing to attention already. Hepushed his rod into my face and I accepted it with mouth wide open. Hepushed it in and out with such quiet motion all the while with his eyesrolling in his head and a quiet moan emanating from his chest.I could taste the precum dripping out of his cock head and into my mouth.I always loved the taste of his precum and cum. His cock tensed and hepulled it out of my mouth and held it tight in his hand."Woe! That was too close, too fast! You are too. All the other staff tended to scruffy with hats pushed to the back of heads and ties at half mast so he was in complete contrast. His hair was cut short and neat, his upper lip sported what used to be called a military moustache and he was wearing designer sunglasses. It was very obvious that he fancied himself, and, I must admit, that he was rather good looking in a swarthy foreign sort of way. I must also admit, I also found his look to be a bit intimidating.When it came to our turn, I lifted. After only a moment, she nodded that yes, she would like that very much and she took the last gulp of her drink for moral support."Very well then, for the rest of the evening you will address me as Master, and you'll take some of your directions from Shy as she shows you the ropes. I'll expect you to follow her instructions explicitly. Is that understood?"Darlene started to nod, but thought better of it and said "Yes Master, I understand." Both Joe and Shy smiled their approval, and Joe.