Collette's Property

Mandy squeals with delight and instantly drops to her knees. Not allowed the use of her hands, she must wait for my manual dexterity to unzip my fly and bring out that which she is so anxious for.

Wanting to savor the first touch of her warm mouth, I bend my head back and breathe deeply closing my eyes to await oral heaven, but I have forgotten something. The position of Mandy's tray, jutting out perpendicular from her chest, does makes it difficult for her to get close to my penis in the kneeling position. This might cause confusion in any other slave, but not one as dedicated to serve as Mandy.

After few second's delay, I look down sensing something's wrong, but I see Mandy has already solved the difficulty by standing and bending forward from her erect stance with her head tilted back to change the angle by which her face approaches my penis. She eagerly engulfs my penis and I hiss out my breath to tell her how heavenly her mouth feels. "Oh god, you do that so good."

Collette's little shag-cut, blonde slut worships cock in so many delicious ways, I truly feel she must have been born sucking cock. Sometimes she takes me deep with her tongue stuck out of her mouth just far enough to lick my balls and other times she slobbers and face-fucks herself with a desire I've never seen any female match.

Consequently when she sucks me, I rarely last long before I explode filling her mouth with warm semen which she gratefully swallows before she licks me clean, seemingly greedy to get every last drop of my seed.

"Thank you, Master Robert. How may I continue to serve?" Mandy's voice is now breathless with an excitement and I can only assume the sucking of my organ has given her. She seems to truly be excited to give pleasure and not bothered to not receive it.

It's a shade past five and Collette is still at work, her job as the CEO of a well-known woman's clothing corporation is more demanding and better-compensated than my stockbroker's job. Since it's a party night and I know there is more sexual exploits on the horizon I decide to simply sit, savor my ale, and converse with Mandy.