Given the care of a young boy I really felt great. I let him kiss her in his arms and Michael's hands began to move higher and higher. I felt them on ...my shoulders, I felt them caress my shoulders gently until I felt them gently cover my small breasts. Having forgotten where I am and who I am, I sighed with pleasure and Michael then unbuttoned my blouse, pretended to defend myself, but he firmly pushed my hands away and bared my breasts. He leaned back and stared at them for a long moment. Then. He was tall and graceful, like the statues towering over the city gates, a symbol of dominance over the rest of the world. The servant licked his lips, with a wanton expression on his face.“You do realize you are openly lusting over your master while you should be doing chores,” the master teased, and Cory blushed again. “Such a gem I found,” Xavier added while immersing into the bath water. “I know at least someone else who will enjoy you. You will meet him soon enough.”Cory cast his eyes. "Isra smiled warmly. "Sister ... this is Tarifa, my mate."Alliuame's eyes grew wide when Tarifa pulled back the hood, bathing her beautiful elven features in the warm light of the home. Her hands went to her mouth as she saw Tarifa's long black hair fall free and her sapphire colored eyes."Isra!" The deep woman's voice snapped out of the silence.Isra turned and looked at the even older woman who stood in the doorway. He smiled and starting moving towards her. "Mother ... you are..."Tarifa's. I'm still wearing my party shirt and her fingers are busy unbuttoning it, one by one without the need to resew even one of them tomorrow. The good thing about sweatpants is how you can dive under them with your fingers, how you can push them down with your knuckles without your fingers ever leaving those wonderfully firm butt cheeks. I let my fingers glide down to the back of her thighs, briefly passing wet pussy lips on the way, just enough to get a moan out of her that I breath as she exhales.