Fearful of the potential consequences, she kept a tight rein on her own needs. "All done."She couldn't have missed the disappointment in his eyes if s...e'd tried. He was hoping for more, and Cathy had little doubt as to why. "Amber took good care of you last time, didn't she?" Well, yeah," John replied, looking a bit nervous."We're good friends," Cathy hinted, her desire surging.John smiled and said, "Keep secrets for each other and things, huh." All the time." So if you knew that she'd done. "Hush Grant," said Bella, "he asked me not you. And, to be honest Zane, I'm not sure." That's an honest answer," said Zane. "Now, you mentioned oral." Don't count on it buddy," said Grant."I rather enjoy it," said Bella."Giving or receiving?" asked Zane."Both." Bullshit!" snapped Grant. "She hasn't sucked my cock in years." And why should I?" barked Bella. "When was the last time you ate my pussy? When was the last time you did anything to make me cum? You picked your whores over me time and. I was about to go out looking for her when she showed up smelling of alcohol. ‘Oh let the God’s be praised. I got her!’ ‘Where the hell have you been and why do you smell like you’ve been drinking?’ She came right back at me about being stressed out and needing to let off a little steam. So when the girls at the office suggested a few drinks after work, she felt she was entitled. ‘I see now. It’s OK for you to do it but when it comes to me, I get in trouble. I’ll remember that.’ As I turned. I usually do. At exactly 5:54pm (I keep my watch synchronized to the second!) I rang the doorbell. While I wouldn't exactly call Mistress' house a mansion, it was pretty impressive. Huge gated lot. Old Victorian structure, nicely remodeled to preserve its history as well as give it a modern, feel. I knew I wouldn't have to wait long. I didn't. I was pleasantly surprised to see Joanne's lovely shape as the door opened. While she wasn't dressed nearly as provocative as I'd seen in the past, she.