Her soaked bush tickled the crown of my cock, stimulating the tip and sending pleasure down to my balls. “It was so bad of me to make you so hard wh...le punishing me for being so bad.”“Yes, yes,” I growled. “So bad.”“She’s so wicked, Master,” Greta said. Ava’s bedmaid lay on my left side, her large breasts pressing into my arm. After a week, she had slipped into her role as my sex slave, following Zanyia and Nathalie’s lead. Ava was delighted to see her devoted servant loving me. “Slam that cunt. Becky, however, had other ideas. Dropping my keys on the hall table, I saw a short note she had scribbled on the memo pad, letting me know that she had gone to meet one of her girlfriend's in a cool little coffee shop we'd frequented when we were a little younger. The note said she's be home around six, and we'd order take-out food when she got home. I scrumpled up the note and threw it in the trash, my thoughts immediately turning to Lucy. Was I in the house alone with my daughter for the. Can't I try?" She pleaded. "Wecan work whatever your biggest fantasy is into it" she offered.In a moment of passion filled weakness, I relented. "Okay, I'll try,but it'll never work."So, I told Jen about the first time I'd seen her. How sexy thesilhouette of her panties looked under her jeans. Gently, she strokedthe side of my head and listened. Soon I opened up completely. I wenton and on. I told her I was jealous of her panties. They got to bewhere I longed to be. I wanted to be the one to. It wouldn't have surprised me if Tanya had skipped out that very night after I left for Carcosa, but she stayed and never really asked me anything about my business, nor did it affect our relationship (still non-sexual) in any way. She did make one smiling comment to me upon our next meeting two days later that she was glad I had an 'odd part-time late night job too' to keep me from getting too bored. We nodded at each other and joked about the 'things we both had to do to keep a roof over our.