An hour later she got a call from her work asking where she was, so she told them she was sick as well.“That won’t work forever,” Newt said.“I...��ll go tomorrow,” she replied. “How hard can it be to make coffee?”She had major problems trying to get back into her bra, so Newt had to help. Eventually he figured out the hooks and she adjusted her sizable mammaries in the titsling before getting dressed the rest of the way in a light blouse and flowing skirt. She loved how free her legs felt in. What is it you said? It’s not a zero-sum game?”“I did.”“So now the ball’s in your court. Daughter or lover. You know the rules for each. Which do you want?”“Before I answer, will you explain the veto?”“The default answer is ‘no’. It has to be. I think Wanda could handle the situation. I’m not sure about Carissa. Joan and Paula can’t. Elizabeth is simply far too crass for my tastes, not to mention she’s a left wing b...”“Brat,” I finished with a smile. “I disagree with her on most things, but. Suddenly, all warmth, all security, all love, leftme. I felt only worship and fear and I knew that I would give myself,again, mind, body and soul, to this couple. They need only gesture andI would fall to their feet and lavish the soles of their shoes withkisses. My brain danced around in little circles, and my sensesabsorbed the couple like I was a newborn child and they were myparents.I had first encountered him in prison. I was a white collar fool andhe was my protector. I became his lady on. Joan adjusted herself to where she was now sitting above my face while rubbing on her clit. I then held onto her hips drawing her closer to my mouth hearing her moan when my tongue touched her tiny pussy lips. I really wasn’t at this time thinking about the hand that was on my cock ,my mind was on Joan. She was extremely wet and kept moaning as I licked at the juices that were dripping out of her. I licked up and down cleaning her off and attempting to slip my tongue inside her . But her pussy.