“Shut up,” she punched him lightly on his arm, laughing, “what an outrageous thing to say to your mother.”“It’s true though Mum,” he sai...d, “you know what you’re like if you’re not getting regular sex, that’s why you sold up in Spain after Dan died.”“Yes well the boys from the village were very good,” she said, “but they were always going to get bored with shagging an old lady eventually.”“So you decided to come back to the one fella who never gets bored fucking you.”“You make me sound awful,”. Mistress Raell opened the cell and walked in, circling him. Drake flinched as she ran a hand down his back, around his side, and up his belly. Raell smiled to herself. Two months of physical looked good on the slave. She recalled the tones but not buff boy from before, and compared his to the man before her. He was now muscled, but not overly so. She wanted no body builders serving her directly. Each muscle was clearly defined, and she could feel them ripple under her hand. She slide her hand. I've walked through my favourite dark corridor, brushing against men there, giggling a little at desperate hands grabbing on my boobs and ass, and went back up the stairs to catch a little fresh air. I wanted to get fucked.After a while, armed with condoms and wipes, I made my way back downstairs. I noticed few cuties there, chose one, and absolutely shamelessly started to suck him off in one of the screening rooms. He had a nice big cock, perfect angle for deep throat, his pubes neatly. Neither could she. (The clothes probably didn't help; I sleep naked.) At about 2:30, she got a phone call from Other Man, which was a slap to her conscience; At 3 AM we were still awake, and she made the decision to go home and prep for church. And that was our first date.Nonetheless, we made arrangements to meet again the next evening, this time for a proper dinner date. I don't remember if we went anywhere after getting home from the restaurant; all I remember is that we ended up back at my.