We were kissing each other as if there was no tomorrow.With the room filled with such passion, we again started to sweat as we forgot to even switch o... the ac. We were least bothered about the temperature as we could feel our bodies so hot in each other’s arms that nothing else mattered to us at that particular moment.She finally broke the kiss after almost 20 mins and I slowly started to move down towards her neck and started to suck her neck and explore it with my tongue. I gave her a love. But I think about it a lot.“Delon would probably just tell you to do it. But I’m not like him. Hell! I don’t think anyone is like him. How pissed off would you be if I asked you to watch me doing Brooke? That’s my fantasy. I get off thinking about doing a woman with her husband watching.“You can say no. I’ll still fix your car. And I ain’t gonna call the cops or tell Delon or nothing. It’s just something...”He shrugged and looked at Doug, trying to read his mind.I turned to look at Doug. I. FUCK! In fact, Heather, if we can get him to where he doesn’t cum until after your second orgasm, I’d love to see him fuck you senseless on the kitchen table while the rest of us just eat our dinners.”“OH, FUCKING HELL,” Heather exclaimed. “That sounds absolutely fucking marvelous.”“Wait, wait,” Gracey said, “what about at breakfast before Dad takes Heather to school? Wouldn’t that rock even better?”“Yeah,” replied Rhee. “I can just see Dad having to carry a nearly naked Heather – with, mind. Bathe me??? A man? The girl slave was fine but a man?She was horrified but afraid to say anything. She feared for her life.The male and female slave stepped to either side of Raisa and grabbed her arms to lead her to the Master's quarters. Zorg disappeared through a side door.The stone stairs wound around and around. Raisa hardly had the energy to climb them. She was so exhausted. There were torches that lit the stair well. The main house must have been at least three stories. Raisa had never.