Tommy withdrew walking around the couch and shoved his cock into its mouth. Once he was clean he wiped himself himself in its hair, pulled up his pant... and told it to get back to work leaving for work. Sobbing it pulled up its panties and went back to dusting the living room. It had been 6 months since that day Tommy had walked in on Cynthia using his slave. He had fun punishing her for not asking permission first. Afterwards a relationship developed and eventually Cynthia moved in. They were. The first two fingers of her left hand rubbed rapidly in short flurries on my clit, just the way I like it. I said, "I thought my pussy was wet and juicy in the rest room." Bone dry. You ain't seen wet and juicy yet." I take it you've done this before, getting a pussy wet and juicy, I mean." A few times. Oh, yeah, baby, you're flowing now. You are one hot little bitch, aren't you?" Yes, and if you keep that up, I'm going to be a hot little pissing bitch. Oh, god damn! Oh, you fucking dyke." I. Nursing her aching head, she got up, noticing that her husband was not lying next to her and walked out to the living room vowing never to drink again. She went to the kitchen, took a handful of headache tablets and found her husband lying in his clothes on the floor of the TV room, snoring his head off with the TV still blaring away. She also noticed that he’d pissed himself…guilt gone. She went back to bed and masturbated.Lush…He'd seen her pop in and out of the chat room a number of times,. “Jill said something to me after she got me calmed down and I explained to her what was going on. She said we’re never going to be in this situation again. We’re going to have control over things. The prep work won’t be so haphazard ever again.”I tried to keep my face neutral but I must have flinched at her assessment.“Not what you did,” Liz said. “The prep work comes months or even years in advance. We’ll start making plans for the next tour a few weeks after I’m done at RFN. We’ll sit down.