Clear?”“um, yes ma’am” She smiles warmly, “very good. My name is Ms Steele, but Ma’am is fine”. A car will be here to pick you up at 7:3...0 every morning Monday to Friday. I expect you to be ready to go before the car arrives. You will shower every morning and night, though we currently have no hot water” she looks at me apologetically and continues. Please leave ‘All’ your clothes in the bin in the hallway outside your room. I will have Gunther clean them for you tonight. They will be ready for. They started pulling and twisting them, all the time laughing. They made me feel like some sort of freak. Now though I realize that they were actually turned on by them.I guess in way, that's how all this got started.So enough of the background stuff, it's time to get on to the story. This one is going to go back to my early days. I wrote this it over 3 years ago and never posted it. I thought at the time that it was just too intense and in a way I think that. I really don't know what I was. Sato and Mr. Watanabe) he was entertaining, andon the lithe strippers performing on the stage of the Gentleman's Club theyhad requested being taken to during their latest visit to America. Little didWilliam suspect that the Japanese clients were watching him in a much closerand more purposeful way. They were unobtrusively watching to see which of thedancers caused him to look more intently, to get a little more flushed in theface, to exhibit the body language of the aroused. They watched to see. With that I lean up, flip her over, and lifts her up so she is sitting on the trunk of the car. Tracy looks at me questioningly but does not say a word. " I love fucking you," I say. " I love you, too," She replys with a smile. With that I grab her thighs and spread them, bending down, and burying my face in her pussy. " OHHHHHH!!" She moans as she falls back against the car with her hand on the back of my head. Her back arches as my tongue probes her pussy farther and farther. She lifts her.