"Oh thank God you're OK!" she exclaimed and went to hug him.In horror he stepped back."Sorry Mistress, have I done something wrong?" he replied with a...hispering, breathy voice and with a deep curtsey."No of course not David, I have been worried sick about you."The maid was clearly confused and asked who David was. When she toldhim it was himself, he was even more confused."I'm terribly sorry Mistress, but I am Babette, can I serve you in anyway?" No, you're my husband David, don't you. The space had been set up in such a way that each rommate had an identical amount of study space, sleeping space, and storage space. There was nary a dirty sock or grimy shot glass to be seen. Actually kind of sexy, I thought, the femininity overload. It was just the sort of place a guy wanted to mess up a little bit. I imagined what the joint would look like with blankets and clothing strewn wildly across the floor, with Kate laying there amongst thoroughly rumpled sheets, her bra hanging from. Is that what you want?”I shook my head. “No. I don’t want him dead. I want him to leave us alone.”“The best way to ensure that is to know he’s in a place where he can’t get to you. I’ll call the police and let them handle him,” she said. “If he sees you or Leanne, he might get trigger-happy.”“We still don’t know where he is,” I said. “The police aren’t going to check every car in the parking lot for one potential shooter.”Dalton already dialed the number and gave me a look that said she would.I. Much longer than my husband... and much much bigger"She sniffed."But it smell" Sorry, I said, I didnt wash in like a day" Let me lick it clean"And without another word, she put her tongue on the tip, going under the foreskin and licked all around.I could already hardly contain myself. She started going down on the shaft, licking every part of it. Not missing any part of it. Then once the shaft was clean, she started going on the balls. I has sweated all day, but she licked my balls like it was.