Like a good slut, Pam quickly came over and started licking my pussy juices clean and then did the same thing to mom. I patted a place next to me on t...e bed where she could lie down. I then gave her a nice loving kiss, and said, “thank you, beautiful.”“You taste so good, Leslee, I always knew that I’d enjoy the way you tasted, I want to always clean you up, and Shari too, when you cum. Can I always stay with you, even if you get married? I mean , you’re the only one I want to be with forever,. "We'll still make it to the party by nine-thirty," she said, looking around the table to get everyone's agreement that it would, as Suzanne had said, indeed be an early dinner."Get your boots, Sam and meet me at the back door in ten minutes," Mr. Oldham ordered.Shirley followed me upstairs. "What do you think he wants to talk about?" I hope he's going to explain my Atlanta assignment." Possibly, but I suspect he wants to talk to you about me." What?" I asked, letting her distract me from lacing. .your boss likes to be spanked'. Jason, was again, even more bewildered. He put his phone in his pocket and climbed into his forklift truck, and readied himself for a delivery of Christmas trees. 'Anal?' OooRay packed his van with tools, clothes, and as much food as would last him weeks. It would probably end up in the bin. The last few days had been a blur of organising, planning and consoling. He'd also had so much sex his cock ached. On the fateful day he'd told Kelly his plans, he'd been on. As he gave me a tour of the house, the guests began arriving, and the introductions became so frequent as to confuse the remnants of my memories of the rest of that night. The Blanche Christmas party, though, is not a stuffy get-together of up-turned noses. I had the time of my life. The food was delectable, the guests always observed old-fashioned Southern gentiality, and the entertainment was top-notch! In times of tacky and unsophisticated fads, Mason Blanche entertained his guests with.