Carley, you own Neko.” I punched a button on my watch to start the stopwatch.“Go!”Taava knelt in front of George. She was a medium size girl wit...h full, natural breasts and a pretty face. Her light brown hair and pale skin contrasted sharply with George’s coal black hair and skin. “What is your wish, Master?”Ruth laughed. “That’s no mystery. George loves ass. He’s going to fuck your ass three or four times. I hope you’re ready.”Taava smiled. “I like it in the ass,” she said. “Does my master wish. Her phone rang.As she chatted, I set about making dinner. Tonight I wanted steaks, baked potatoes, and roasted broccoli.From the sofa, fragments of Rory’s conversation reached me: “Can you believe it?” and “What an idiot!” and “I know! Crazy, huh?”With potatoes in the oven, the outside barbecue cleaned and ready for steaks, the broccoli tossed in garlic oil, salt and pepper, ready for the oven, and feeling proud of my achievements today, I visited with Trudeau, opening a Canadian Steam Whistle. And he is 200. Wouldnt want to smother him. It would be hard to expl&hellip, and she fell fast asleep. When they woke up, his cock was imbedded in her pussy, and his breasts were gone. Was it a dream? No, I have never had that realistic a dream, she thought, but what did happen? She could remember her cock sliding into his cunt, and feeling his cock inside her at the same time, not as intense but clear as day. As John woke up, she started questioning him. Was that real? Yes, he said. How come. She showed a lot of interest and started buzzing me in the communicator to know more. I said a lot of exciting things, about how some lady clients demanded more than a normal body massage I.E. Give them pleasure, may be that aroused her more and she said she was interested to try it out once.Well that was strange again and I did sense some expectations when she said that.So she invited me to her place one day when her husband was away and her son had been to school, it was a Saturday, so I.