The cooling juice on the sheet was sticking to his cockshaft, and he was still horny as hell. "Hey baby, if you wanna ... you could always, you know,...maybe lick it...?" An angry look flashed over her dark eyes. "You know that's wrong." Damned Catholic teaching. He'd thought the same once, that oral (not to mention anal) sex was a sin. But in his years of service, he'd done both, too many times to recall. His jaw ached in church on Sundays, from the head he gave during their Saturday night. "Do I get any time off for good behavior?" I asked, in a weak and pathetic voice."You have fifteen minutes," she replied and, after a long and breathtaking kiss and considerable rubbing of her warm naked body against me, she left the room. Did I mention she has a marvelous ass?I finished my orange juice and lay there reading Monitoring Times, feeling entirely kept and decadent. My body was beginning to feel a bit tired. Pat came back after about ten minutes and we read and talked, but. . or Link Morgan... even Mark, might have shot and... and killed him? Oh God, no... she wouldn't let herself even think of such a horror being a reality! What was it Granny Obert had said... ? "They won't catch him, stop him, shoot him... and neither will they drive him off... !" Again, Jean sighed. Somehow, the recall of the near-century old woman's words seemed to soothe her anxiety. Anyway, both Mark and Steve would be coming home shortly and she would know first-hand all of the particulars. She was nice, neither ugly nor beautiful but cute with a tiny body and a nice little ass. I think she confused me with someone else because she waved to me and then she was like "shit, why did I do that". I thought why not, let her see my bulge so I walked to see some stuff a few meters from her.She saw me and immediately she lowered her eyes right into my bulge. Of course it was getting harder and harder. She was working fixing a shelf but every 5 seconds she turned around to look at me. I.