He became seriously concerned when he saw the mother makedirectly for Lucelle who glanced in his direction as the pair talked.Jamie had stopped workin... and he felt his stomach sink as Lucelle and thethree women approached him."Jamie," Lucelle began, "Mrs. Andrews here was complaining to me abouthow you are dressed. Specifically, she was offended by your nylons."The mother stared at him while her daughters stood behind the mother andsmirked. Seemingly on cue, they both put a hand to their mouths. Once more she pushed me away and said, ‘I want you mouth on my pussy, Kitty. I should maybe say, kitty, Kitty, no?’ She laughed as I dropped to my knees. I wanted my mouth on her now. I was intoxicated, aroused, abandoned. I would have let her do anything. I gave her my mouth without any finesses; I just sucked and licked and squeezed, loving her clit, her lips and right down to her arsehole which I licked and probed. Her fingers were in my hair and they slowly tightened until I feared she’d. “I do! I so do!”I glanced at Kendall. “You want to eat our slave's pussy, don't you?”“Yes!” Stacey bounced in my embrace, her small titties sliding up and down mine. Our nipples brushed. My cock ached. “I like yours. I like your pussy a lot.”“So, get on your knees before Kendall. You eat her out and I'll fuck you so hard. I'll fill you with so much cum. You'll get to go to our first class dripping with my jizz. Isn't that wonderful?”“It is!” she moaned. “Oh, Chloe, that's the best way to lose. Unfortunately Patricia found that the apartment AC was not working before I could get to it. While she was showering, I gave it my world-class treatment. I not only repaired the broken compressor, I improved it, upgrading the alloy of the steel, machining the tolerances of the rings. Then I strengthened the hoses and cleaned the condenser grill, recharged the depleted coolant, and made all the dirt in the air ducts disappear. Finally I turned it on. It was unusually hot outside for so early in.