"I feel terrible that Parameter is making you work on Thanksgiving. You won't be able to have a Thanksgiving dinner." Well Ms. Bristol, that's just ho... much you know. Anthony will have a Thanksgiving dinner in my refrigerator when we're finished tomorrow night. I'll leave him a key for the house so he can get in. All we'll have to do is heat it up and enjoy it."She laughed, "Anthony must think a lot of you to go that much out of his way for you." I don't think that it's too much to do since I'm. “Are you daddy’s little slut? Can Daddy fuck you whenever and wherever he wants?” I asked“Yes daddy! I’m your whore! I will do anything!” she screamed I knew that I had this little slut and she would do anything and everything I wanted!“Get on your knees! Daddy is going to cum on your face!” I groanedJulie moved to her knees and looked up at me. I could see that she was totally dedicated to pleasing me. My head rushed with the thrill that I now had a little hot married woman ready to please me. She grinds hard, gyrating her hips, coating me with her dew. She grabs my hair, pulling my head into her sex, which I eat and taste with abandon. She slides her entire opening over my face and mouth, pushing her hips forward, looking down at me as my tongue and lips try to find purchase. It’s clear that she is not worried about me being able to catch a breath. She slides further forward, and my tongue dances on her perineum, enjoying the smooth skin there, before finding her star, which I. She leaned over and kissed him again. "Thank you so much!"Steve smiled back."Well, I'm going to bed. Thanks again both of you. I love youboth," exclaimed Beth. She got up and hugged and kissed both ofthem and floated upstairs."I doubt she will sleep much tonight, she is still floating twofeet off the ground," observed Steve."That was a lovely thing you did tonight," remarked Maggie, asshe took his hand in hers."You think so?" smiled Steve.Maggie got up and led Steve upstairs for his.