I asked, "What?"The tension broken, she started to get up as she laughingly said; "There was salad dressing for the salad in the refrigerator. I'll ge... it."Motioning her back down, I hopped up and quickly retraced my steps back to the kitchen. As I returned to the table with the homemade dressing I asked, "I'm not very good at this am I? It takes some thought."Audra laughingly agreed as she spooned the homemade dressing on her salad. She said, "It's easier if you prepared the meal and know. One of them is slut's daddy. I'll be ordering pizza soon. The other is a surprise. I won't tell you anything until they get here, then I'll let you know what I want."She waited for a minute before she said, "Now when Leonard arrives, you'll answer the door as you always do. Naked. He won't be expecting you to be here because he has always seen you at your house. Once he is here, you will once again let him see the front of you, then the back when you come to get the money."She let that sink in. The a****l sensing the change stepped away again and the deeply embedded tool tore free, releasing a flood of his jism, and more pain in its passing. He walked to the corner of the room and collapsed to clean the still livid coloured tool having no further use for her now she had been serviced. His master knelt in his stead and thrust his own tool into the waterfall that was her sex. Well appointed Sylvester may have been but she hardly felt him in her violated orifice, he thrust wildly but. .. hmm... insert. It could be turned on and off by a little wireless remote that looked like a remote entry for a car. We'd go out and I'd get to carry the switch. I just had to make sure she wasn't sitting in a wooden chair close to other people or you'd hear it."The beaver. You've really never heard of the beaver? She loved the beaver. The... hmm... insertable part was a little bigger than her others and full of beads. It would rotate in a corkscrew motion. At the base was a little beaver.