"Thank you daddy," said Susan with a blush before she turned to me. "As nice as that was though, I think it would be really nice if you dressed me in ...hat G-string."Smiling I took the G-string, knelt down and allowed her to place a foot between each leg hole. When she was steady I pulled the panties up her leg until the crotch was in position to be placed over her mound and the cute little slit that was her vagina. Just before I did though I looked up into her eyes and smiled just as I placed a. I like that. I'm gonna do you good. Now, get on all fours."I fell to the floor like a dog. Jake positioned himself behind me and spread my butt crack with his fingers. He ran his tongue from my grundle to my spine three times without touching the hole. Then he paused, and I thought it was over.But it was just a tease. Jake dug his tongue into my asshole and wiggled it. If I hadn't known better, I might've thought he was trying to stick his head up my ass. Which would've been fine with me.. Carefully creeping down the hallway, he was rewarded by strange noises coming from beyond a partially closed doorway. As he drew nearer, he recognized them as noise pollution from inefficient headphones. He smiled - it was almost too good to be true.Now outside her door, he waited, catching his breath and calming himself down - he was fairly certain that she wouldn't hear him coming, but he didn't want to give himself away by opening the door too quickly; he needed to be calm and patient to do. .. and now, faced with her own irrational decision, she hardly knew what to do next."Well, Madame... ?" Girarde prodded gently."I-I don't know what to say, M'sieu'," she stammered. Suddenly, she reached into her purse and found a small hanky to dab at her nose as her dark eyes began to glisten behind her tears. "It's... it's my baby... I miss her so... want her so... Oh God, M'sieu' Girarde, what can I do... ? I-I think I'll lose my mind if I don't get her back..."Rafael Girarde barely moved;.