Shelby entered the hotel room and immediately let her wool coat fall to the floor. Her master Robert drew her to him, kissed her blood-red mouth, then pushed her away so he could assess her appearance: Just as he requested, her plump, curvaceous body was bound at the waist by a form-fitting black bustier. The steel boning pushed her ample breasts up and forced her tapered waist to constrict her breathing. Her thick, fleshy cunt was covered by a tight, sheer thong that pushed the lips out and up. He was pleased. Touching the exposed cunt lips, Robert noted they were free of hair and slick with her juices. Shelby felt Robert's probing fingers along with the fabric of the thong straining against her shaved cunt, and gushed even more juice onto his hand.
Alone in the office I scooted up behind her pressing the lump in the front of my trousers against her lovely little bubble-bum. "It's been a long time hasn't it babe. Wanna fuck me when we shut?" She groaned as I ran my hands under her top slowly as I gently kissed her neck and ear.