Anna moves over and slides her hands behind Emily finding her mini skirt’s zipper and pulls down the zipper with a huge grin on her face. Emily’s ...ips still are covered in drops of Red Bull as Anna moves in for a hungry kiss. “Oh fuck baby. When you cam me and we message it’s just not enough. Vibrators are great Em, but I need your tongue and your fingers.” Anna pulls Emily’s skirt down to her ankles and pulls at Emily’s tight blue top ripping it over her head. A sexy lace trimmed blue push-up. My shirt was beyond salvage. James started the truck and shortly we were home. Upon seeing me, hubby asked if I was okay and I nodded “yes, but I’m exhausted. This stud is insatiable.” I replied, slapping James on the ass. I saw a look of relief cross James’ face. Hubby smiled. “You’re going to have to fill me in soon” he said, I nodded my agreement. I think that because James leaves tomorrow morning, it would be appropriate for him to sleep with me in our bed one more night, is that okay?” I. I laid on my bed in the darkness, a faint light glistening from the door in front of me. It was quiet, with only a hint of noise coming from the TV downstairs in the kitchen. I wasn’t tired, but I knew I had to get some sleep. I looked over at the digital clock on my nightstand. The red numbers read 10:46. I gave out a big sigh and noticed the noise from the TV downstairs had ceased. I listened for a moment, and heard footsteps coming up the stairs. The light from the hallway went out, and it. I've prepared your feast, my king!" Heather punctuated her joke with a curtsy ... which would have been elegant, had she been wearing any clothes.Gregg sat in the chair and eyed the feast. Coffee, toast, butter, and several open tupperwares of last night's cold leftovers. "For a king? Are you sure you don't mean for a jester?"Heather smirked and sat herself crosswise in his lap. She put one arm around his neck to balance herself and shoved a piece of toast in his mouth. "Okay, so I'm not a chef.