I can hear giggling. I peek in, not letting my presence be known. On the bed is a dark haired woman; she doesn't look familiar to me. She is bound by ...he wrists to the headboard. A position I know well. She's been drizzled with whipped cream and chocolate and caramel. Tuesdae kneels naked beside her, slowly licking the sweet concoction from her body. With every touch of her tongue the woman lets out another giggle and squirms in delight. A little more caramel now, added to each nipple. Again I. Christina was home alone, she’d just had the strangest day. She remembered leaving school early, at around 2 O’clock, however the next thing she knew she was back home, it was 5 O’clock, and she was all sweaty and sticky. She had just got out of the shower when the doorbell rang, which was also odd as she wasn’t expecting anyone. Christina opened the door to find Heather standing there, instantly the ministry’s programming kicked in and she remembered everything! ‘Hi! Ready to do some. Jan gets up and has breakfast, showers and gets ready for work. She feels her whole life is slipping away from her. She figures I must know that something is not right. I won’t kiss or hug her, hardly talk to her, and won’t sleep in bed with her. She has cried her self to sleep over the weekend, as the mess she is in gets deeper. She gets to work at 8 am, and does some paper work for a while. Mail call comes and she gets an envelope with a cd in it with no name on either items. She puts the cd. Meanwhile Celia was holding my cock tight and firmly stroking it. Finally Miranda stopped her licking and glanced in my direction. She smiled as she saw my cock standing there with Celia’s hand gently milking me. I smiled and nodded to her, signalling to her that she was welcome to suck my cock. Miranda took up my invitation without a moment’s hesitation. She shuffled a little to get between my legs and bring her mouth to the head of my cock. Her tongue came out to lick the head a little before.