She finally stood up, her feet squelching against the wet tiles. She turned round and her pussy was dripping wet. She pulled my face against it and I ...apped up the residue of her cum/pee mix.“Right you had better clean up my bathroom,” she said and she handed me a wad of toilet tissue which I used to soak up her piss and cum.When I had finished, she took me to the kitchen and made me a cup of tea. I sat down at the table, still only wearing her panties and she sat opposite.“You are a bad. ”Shavala extended her senses farther out and continued her task. After twenty minutes, she was sweating and breathing heavily, but the hole she’d dug was half full of water, and the ground below it was wet enough that it didn’t immediately seep out.“Good,” Meritia said. “Now put it all back where you got it from.”Shavala looked at her in disbelief.“The plants and creatures in the earth need that moisture,” Meritia said, “so you should only call the water this way when you have no other choice.. It sounded like fun, but then sex is supposed to be fun, right? It always has been for me," Gina confessed, nearly blushing despite her complexion. The thought was rather gratifying."Alright, then, we have to go to mess, but when we come back, you're going down on Maureen while I fuck Wendy. Then I expect you to clean Wendy up while Maureen sucks me off. After that, who knows?" Dirk insisted, as it was just about time for mess, something that the AI announced just seconds later."How about you. It was stimulating task she much enjoyed when meeting the expectant applicants. She always sat them on a sofa across from her chair and from her higher viewpoint they always seemed to be so muscular; so confident and, with their forced posture of having to spread their legs, so well-endowed, she speculated. The downside of the job was that she found it to be very difficult making a job offer when every Black male candidate she met with seemed to be so right. She assured the disappointed ones.