David allowed himself a soft coo of pleasure when his Mistress pressed her bubbly rear against him, forced to use all of his formal training to keep himself from growing fully erect then and there. The waves of her pink and white skirt brushed along his belt, the slave instantly thankful that the pants he had chosen, though formal, were not so form.fitting that you might be able to see his arousal. His eyes lifted to ind Elizabehs sister standing just past the loading area, calling out to her younger sister.<br/><br/>David had heard his fair share about the older beauty of the pair, however perhaps not so well prepared for what he saw. She was the spitting image of his mistress Elizabeth, however simply older with a more refined voluptuousness where Elizabeth posessed all the wonders youth allowed. He took a quick second to size her up and down, unsure whether that would come in handy during their competition, but believing that it couldn't hurt.<br/><br/>"Of course Ma'am" he obeyed with that subserviant tone, reaching down and gathering her things up. "Would Mistress prefer to keep her personal bag with her for her reunion with her sister?" David lifted a small pink bag which wasn't quite large enouh to carry clothing, but too large to just be a purse. It housed all of Elizabeths favorite toys and lotions for sex, David having the personal responsability to keep it on him at all times, just in case.