Are you feeling any better?”, Lexie asked.“I wasn’t feeling bad ….”, I answered. “Ok, are you thinking any better?”, she giggled. “No,...I still want to kill him. But I promise not to.”, I answered. “I’m off for the next four days so can I come over tonight?”, she asked. “Sure, not a problem.”, I responded. I made some dinner and ate then cleaned up the kitchen. I took a long shower and put on some shorts and a t-shirt. It was close to seven thirty when I heard a knock on the side door. The door. She slid her tongue against his smooth shaft while she swallowed against his tip, milking him with hungry desperation. He gripped her head and vigorously fucked her mouth and throat.The creature thrusting inside her cunt began to grow a second cock that it pushed inside her virgin ass which was now liberally lubricated from her dripping wet cunt. She cried out at the surprise intrusion. But as he thickened in her smooth canal, it relaxed and allowed him to stretch her further. In response,. You are to be taking our coats and making drinks. If you are incapable of doing this, you will be thrown onto the streets. Do you understand?" Yes" replied Rick, his voice quivering. "Yes SIR" commanded the guest. "Yes sir" said Rick, sheepishly.Rick and Chrissy stripped off and started looking after their guests, who very quickly took over the whole house and treated it as if it were their own. Not only were they disrespectful to the couple, but they were disrespectful to the house. . Settling my breathing, I tried to visualize how the fight would go, but it just wasn’t happening. The only thing I could do was just let the fight flow and go from there.There was a tap on my shoulder. Looking up it was Mr. Singh, who informed me that I needed to change. I stepped into the bathroom with my bag. Pulling the pants out I looked at the flags. I loved America, though I also loved the rich heritage of where my ancestors originated. The pants fit perfectly.Walking out Master Boripat.