Knowingthat my lady would not be happy if I did not finish the tasks she had set, Iemptied the drier and began on some more ironing.Not long afterward..., I had most of the ironing finished and began to write anote for my lady. This was the only way I was allowed to communicate with her,until she removed my gag.My gag!Where is the other part of it, I suddenly thought? A quick search found it onone of the worktops and I quickly screwed it back in place. Some more emptyingof tumble driers,. It, in fact, relieved her of considerable sexual anguish, since he'd begun to make a fixed routine of his lusty gawking, part of which time in the past he had invariable devoted to a 'quickie'.The young, blonde wife actually passed it unjealously off as the harmless, if lecherous, pastime of a lewdly oriented mental paramour, and that's where it all ended... in his oversexed mind. Anyway, even if she were concerned that anything might come of it, Beth would've given little thought to it that. Steve could as they say, “Stop and smell the roses.”The usual parade of illness and accidental injuries at the clinic were interrupted one day when the ambulance brought in a logger who had a sever laceration to his left arm. It took twenty five stiches to close the wound. The logger who was named Charlie had almost lost his arm and was lucky that there didn’t seem to be any nerve damage. He said he was cutting a tree when his chain saw hit a steel spike some environmentalists had hammered into. Celeste pulled out of Kaite and told her. “Suck your cunt juice off of my cock slut.”Kaitie did as she was commanded using her mouth on Celeste’s dildo like it was a real cock. “Now eat me.” Demanded her mother in law. With the rubber dick resting on her head Katie put her mouth on Celeste’s wet pussy and lapped it until Celeste groaned with an intense orgasm. “Enough!” Celeste moaned as she pulled away from Katie and her exciting toungue.As Katie dressed, with her father in law’s eyes never.