‘You didn’t?’ I smiled at him. ‘No I didn’t.’ He visibly relaxed. ‘Anyway, we were talking and the next thing I know we were wrestling a...ound on the icy ground. A couple of guys came out of the mall, saw us, broke us apart and called the cops.’ Just then the doorbell rang. ‘Oh that’s probably Amy and Jericho.’ I stood up, and quickly moved over to answer the door. When I opened the door I stared, Amy looked like a small whale, she was so big. ‘Boy you look like your gonna pop any minute.’ I. I was shamed at submitting myself to serving a servant, six years younger than myself, a woman that only a short while ago took her orders from me, now giving them instead. Ordered to eat this housekeeper's pussy in the kitchen while my husband is in the other room. The same pussy that only a few minutes ago had my husband's cock buried in it.And yet it was that very idea - submitting myself to eating the maid's pussy, the maid my husband had just fucked - that was driving a strange new hunger. ”“Yeah,” Melissa said in her normal voice, “he looked like he wanted to motorboat Naomi yesterday when she had to reach over him to that monitor.”“I was merely making sure she didn’t accidentally make inappropriate contact which would make her feel uncomfortable,” I offered.She smirked. “And that required trying to see through her scrubs?”“I was being vigilant and noble.”“Well, nobility should be recognized,” Melissa said as she shifted in her seat. “Can we raise your arm up so it’s not in the. He was a friend of La Contessa’s, though; so Ramirez accepted that, until then, he was here for the duration.“I heard a story about that!” Mander interjected. “There was this Russian Commander, right? And he figured out ‘Every time I report casualties, Stalin cuts our vodka rations accordingly. So, I’ll just stop reporting casualties!’”Helen set down her cocoa and leaned forward. She’d heard the story before, but she appreciated the good scam involved. Mander continued.“Sure enough, when he.