The box was filled with sand, and probably thousands of large black ants all racing around in different directions, being busy. I asked my uncle if it...was an ant farm, and he chuckled and told me it was more like an ant city. He explained that the ants were very intelligent, and he was training them. When he saw my eyebrows raise up, he said that he could put food out anywhere in the basement, release the ants, and they would find the food, eat it, then file back into the ant city all by. And, then give himself a facial.My thong filled with cash again and I played the flirty starlet the same as I did every week. I flirted, but was clearly attached to Blaise. Everyone in the room saw me look over at him regularly if we weren’t next to each other. When we were, I was touching him somehow.I wanted only one man in that room to think he had any chance with me or any right to touch me. And, I wanted Blaise to be just as aware of that as everyone else.When someone asked me about. " I said. "He, uh, really seemed to like it a lot." Did he munch it?" She asked with teasing curiosity.Not as good as you did, I did not say. "Yes." You know Jen," Charlie said seriously. "Sometimes you just go into way too much detail about things, you know that?" Sorry." I mumbled, feeling the conversation slipping away from me. "He did like it a lot and he has... licked it a lot. Much more than he ever did before." Well good for you." She said."But it's growing back." I blurted."So shave it. She took a long pull and sat back on a stool, her legs spread, skirt hiked up, and cum dripping pussy exposed. “Chad!”, she called, “Do you think you could clean this up for me, luv?” While Chad was hoping for more, but this was a fun place to start. As he buried his face in her pussy and began to clean up the cum, Carly took out her phone and tossed it to Dan. “Dan, luv? Will you take some nice shots of young Chad here for me hubby? And after that, maybe we can all think of some other things.