Maybe I should get you a sexy housekeeper’s outfit to wear,” she laughed. “But your greatest job is being my brother.” He turned his head and...gave her an innocent quick peck on the forehead. “I love being your brother and I love you June.”She turned her head to him and got scared. “Ditto,” she answered instead of “I love you too” to try to stop the dangerous road they were starting to go down with each other’s feelings.“Enough with all of this serious talk. I've always tickled you until you. . and sully my author's name as well, hurting future (and back catalog) book sales.In truth, I wasn't sure that my hero Lionel Hopkin's had much literary life left within him anyway. The Vegas my PI tramped through on dark missions of justice didn't really exist anymore. DeLuca's famous hotel on the strip was closed now, a victim of terrorist attackers the news claimed. Even Mr. DeLuca's retirement home suffered some unexplained septic tank explosion that supposedly killed the old crime boss. "I see your assignment went well, Lee, did you get enough sleep?" Lee, by now standing next to her Mistress, nodded as her rear end was being fondled. She put her small arm around her Mistress's neck and kissed her. Marg touched her vagina carefully; "you're not sore are you?" Just a little, Mistress. I'll be fine." Marg kissed her again, rubbing her vagina gingerly."OK girls undress me, it's massage lesson time for Diana." The girl's eager as always undressed their mistress. They then helped. Go on take it’. I was incensed now and began to work the hard slippery cock in and out of my mouth taking more and more of it as I moved. I had always loved sucking cock although I preferred to have mine sucked more than anything but the excitement of it meant that I was almost in heaven. Suddenly after only a couple of minutes his hands went to the back of my head and he murmured ‘Yesssssss’ and I felt his cock jerk in my hands then pulsate and I knew what was going to happen. As each jet of.