It gave a sense of a private garden. Sarah was showing me the home when I asked her a question about financing and she responded for the very first t...me ‘Sir’. I smiled and let it go without jumping to a conclusion of what she might be offering. By the time we got to the kitchen with the view of the garden like yard I was getting aroused from all of the submissive signals Sarah was putting out. We stood at the island counter looking at some of the pictures of the home and I touched her. "Ohhhhhhhhhhhhh, fuck me, Tom, yes, yes, fuck me, baby," Audrey moaned as she said the name of her lover and the man who'd given her this pregnant belly she delighted in having so much. As she lay there with her fingers wet from her pussy and her breath coming rapidly, Audrey asked herself what she was going to do. She was married to Ed, she still loved him, but she also very much loved Tom now that she'd let herself become intimate with him during Ed's absence, and she was carrying Tom's baby. She used this to reprogram me, in part toovercome my overwhelming sense of loss and shame, but also to serveRosie's more dubious motives.The main game that Maria wished to play was word association. She wouldspeak a word into her mike, and I would then speak the first word thatcame into my head. The speakers in my ears continued to relay theechoing and repeating loops as a background, but set at a volume levelthat was barely audible. This made concentration hard, and I supposemeant that I. He sucked them gently, then sharply. She groaned and pushed his head lower. He kissed her belly and nuzzled her crotch.Her legs spread wide, hooking over the arms of the chair. He thrust his face into her cunt. "Come on, loverboy... lick my slit... shove your tongue into my pussy! Chaat mujhe!" The servant pulled her cunt-lips open and slid his tongue into her crack.She groaned and closed her eyes, tilting her face up. His tongue was wonderful, thick and heavy, rippling through her sodden slit.