Her hand moved to her pussy where just the touch of her finger on her clit sent her into the throes of an intense orgasm. The warm water caressed her ...reasts as her finger continued to move over her swollen lips. Her mind remembering all the fucking and sucking of the night before. Goddess with her powerful thighs wrapping around her neck forcing her licking tongue deeper into her steaming hot pussy while someone shoved an ice cold beer bottle into her gapping well oiled hole. Mary sank to her. Pure happiness."Seraphine," I mumbled."Master. You're okay." How long did I sleep?" Most of the day, lazybones," Helena joked, but I could see her relief. "It's two in the afternoon." You were worried?" You were more like in a coma than sleeping," Helena told me. "Of course I worried." But you knew I'd awake." Of course. Just not when."Nodding, I grumped, "Where's that bitch, Helen?" Here, Joe," she smirked, looking gorgeous in the doorway. "But we all agreed to it. We had to test you. I'm just. And then he would certainly want to know what she was doing there, and why she hadn't confronted him immediately.On the other hand, she couldn't allow the situation to continue. She was sure that Jay would continue to see Linda Wells unless she could find some way to put a stop to it. And although she felt completely justified in what she had done last night, she didn't feel that she ever wanted Jay to know about it. Maybe if she spoke to Linda Wells, woman to woman, she could work it out. She. She was now beginning to tease me sexually, and being disrespectful. I didn’t know where this came from or why. She had just begun to wear a girdle again on a daily basis. She said she was tired of her stomach sticking out. Truth be told, she did have a little stomach, but for a 42 year-old woman she still had a spectacular body. There were those legs that didn’t quit, and breasts that would make most men lose control. She had shoulder length brown hair, and piercing brown eyes. Her only.