Oh, just what I need, I thought; someone seeing me hanging out with the retarded kid. I was about to tell Bob to go home when I realized it was Jenny...spying on us. "Hey, lets go into the garage" I told Bob "I've got something to show you." Bob raced me to the garage and beat me twice as I walked to the back door. Inside I looked around. Not too messy, It was a detached garage that sat back from the house. there was an old hammock and a couch along one wall and it was here that I led. And they both have amazing bodies. Trying not to wake her I got back into bed. Just to relax and not try to wake her. I did notice that she was totally shaved. It also looked as though she never had any hair grow on her pussy.Trying not to wake her, my dick was getting hard seeing her lying there naked. I wanted to just put my dick in her pussy, but also don’t want to be charged with rape. When she finally woke up I think she was shocked that she was in my bed and that she forgot that she had. “No. I can’t do that because I would be going against Amy’s rules she made for you.”“But I just cleaned for you!”“And that’s what good servants do.”“Great. What am I supposed to do about getting the groceries I need for dinner?”“Well, you could put on your clothes but with that hairstyle and those brows even without makeup you are going to look like a woman. We are probably close enough in size for me to find you something of mine to borrow.”I quickly came to the conclusion that this was my. He flipped me over on my hands and knees and attacked my hole. His tongue darted into my pucker. I pushed back as far as I could, straining to get more of his talented tongue inside me. He had his lips locked around my hole and as much tongue as he could, was working my tight ring and just beyond. I was bucking from the sensation as his tongue would dart in, circle around my ring and then retract, to be repeated over and over.“Fuck me, Michael. Please. Fuck me!” I moaned.Michael ignored my.