"Are you looking for something in particular?" I asked again, not relishing the thought of putting all these back in order.She stopped, her hand grasp...ng another sweater, and poised as though ready to continue at a moment's notice. She looked at me, and then at the sweaters."They're all black," she said flatly."Yes," I answered, picking the closest one up and folding it back, as it should have been.She tossed the one she'd been holding, and I felt a fury rise inside me. I'm sometimes prone to. I lay between his parted legs,my lips brushing his belly, tongue moistening a damp trail heading deliciously south of his navel.I used that waistband to restrain his straining manhood until it could no longer hold him back from springing bolt upright and quivering like an arrow that had just struck the tree trunk. I moved to allow some room to get his boxers off completely,I was dying to cast then across the room so I could see him naked in his entirety.This guy had an incredible body,slim,. I needed to get this place ready for winter. Having slept in a bit and had breakfast, I found the girls playing in the living room. Chloe was doodling, Momo was playing Space Invaders on the laptop, and Sonja was reading Dr. Seuss. "Girls, I'm going to go out and run some errands." Bye, Master!" they said.They all looked up to me, and when my eyes met Momo's, I gave her a glare that said 'you're on thin ice, don't fuck this up'. I think she got the message; she immediately hid behind the. “I wanna fuck you so bad,” Jason announced.“Ooh yes, daddy,” Harmony affirmed. “But first, let me put my nails on.”Jason disappeared and took the structure he’d built earlier into the living room. Harmony affixed the medium length pink & silver glitter Impress press-on manicure nails. Then, she sprayed a waft of her Strawberries & Champagne fragrance mist. She knew the scent would drive Jason wild. She exited the bathroom and called out, “Daddy!”“In here, boo,” Jason replied. “Goddamn! You look.