She kept pace with His rather hurried eating, being sure that she was finished and waiting to clear the table before He was through. When Master pushe... back His plate and snapped His fingers, she rose with a bow and quickly cleared the dishes, then washed and dried them, wiped down the table and returned to Master’s side. “Wash, shave, and do your makeup as you did on the day of the collaring, but put red lipstain on your nipples and the lips of your slave heat. Return to Me when you are. "Miss Hawkins, I didn't expect to see you quite so soon," he said blandly."You're not seeing me," I pointed out. "You're seeing my wife. That makes me Mrs. Hawkins. So, let's cut the chit-chat and get focused on the right patient, shall we?" Oh, I will," he said, "but I'll be checking you again before you leave. Stress can accelerate labor."I rolled my eyes as he helped Gretchen sit up and he gently felt her shoulder. "I think if I was in labor, I'd notice," I said dryly. "Focus on Gretchen,. .. if it makes you feel any better, we'll keep all this a secret then." She stood up and began dressing, her breasts still smeared with my spunk, which I could easily smell as well. "They'll be home soon," she then added, "So I'd best go home and shower," she giggled letting me know she could smell the heat of our combined spent passion covering her body. "What time do you have to get up to leave tomorrow?" she then asked throwing me off for a moment."Four. I have to be at the airport by six,. She kept watching my face while I looked down at her, fascinated by the experience of my friend desiring me that way."You're sure about this?" She asked as her fingers lightly massaged my labia, making my breath short. I nodded, barely able to concentrate through the intense pleasure her touch was giving me."It's all I've been able to think about for the last hour," I managed to say."Oh yeah? Like what have you thought about?" How your mouth would feel on my clit," I confessed, a surge of.