Getting back to the main house

You are dismissed by Marleen. Walking out of her suite you are aware that you have the scent of sex on you. Oh well, I'll have to fix that later. Moving along you admire the retreat Marleen is staying. Everthing is very luxurious and private. How do these competitors set up their matches? you wonder.

Arriving at the driveway you are disppointed. You were hoping to meet Raymond, the driver, here for a ride back. Considering the ride out it might be a 2 hour walk.

You hear the door behind you close. There you see a blonde woman walk down the steps. There stands a woman was dressed in almost skintight jeans with a very figure-hugging long sleeved white t-shirt. Her figure was fantastic. She is slender while retaining a nice curvy waist and ass while her boobs are beautifully rounded. She intrigues you, she has the appearance of a mother, an immeasurably sexy mother. Her movement betrays the presence of a sexual warrior hidden beneath her motherly veneer. She walks with a cool confidence, showing off her assets while not beating you over the head with it.

Her boobs are huge! The t-shirt clings to the large, round, jiggling masses of flesh. And even though the shirt is as modest as it can be, it still cannot fully contain the sight of her massive jugs. Her shirt allows a tantalizing taste of her juicy cleavage. Just a small peek at the delights within. You admire her restraint. You also spot the indention through the shirt caused by her hard, rubbery nipples.

Your eyes move onward. The female's upper chest is exposed, showing off her creamy, pale flesh. Her shoulders are covered as are her arms, but the tight sleeves can't prevent her from showing off her firm, fit arms. You move to look at her face.

She is gorgeous. Fucking gorgeous. She might look a little older, but she still looks amazing. She is barely made-up, and her face is glowing. She has very few noticeable wrinkles. Her lips looked plump and sexy. Her eyebrows are thin and perfectly groomed. And her hair... her hair is a lustrous, shiny blonde, in a ponytail falling around her upper back.

"Hello" you say, hoping for a nice distraction after your loss to Marleen.

"Hi" she reponds "looks like we are in for quote a walk" she chirps happily.

"My, my, aren't you in a good mood"

"I am in a good mood. I’ve been seriously outfucked. This guy upstairs kept telling me he would "tame me" and "fuck me silly". Thought he was full of shit until he brought me up here. He started slow, too slow in my opinion but once he got started there was no ending him. I think he seriously fucked me hard for an hour without slowing. I came hard, I nearly blacked out because of my orgasm…think it was my orgasm that made him cum in the end."

"No hard feelings about losing the fight?"

"Sugar, I am in it for the mind blowing, head board banging, bed rocking, back scratching, ass grabbing, sheet clawing, pillow biting best sex I can find. Men can do what they want to me. I mean, blowjobs, tit-fucking, cunt, anal, squirting, rimming. My body is a man's playground and the Masters is my playground"

She is so open, you think to yourself. "Are you really up for the walk?"