Thank you Ma’am.? I responded. After her departure I went to the table, refolded the paper and cleared the setting. There was about a third ...f a piece of french toast, a few chunks of fruit, and a half a cup of coffee left which I was allowed to consume for my breakfast. Finishing those quickly I then washed the dishes, pans, silverware and glasses, dried them and put them all away. After wiping down the table, counter tops and stove and cleaning the coffee maker, I went back upstairs. ‘Hold the girl still.’ The bitch—once a so-called ‘spy’ for the Living Goddess—was now begging hysterically for cocks in her every orifice. Her voice was slurred, her eyes wide and red-rimmed. Down below, Emmett could still see the tentacles writhing and wriggling in her engorged cunt. He smiled at her as Jasper dropped her to the ground. ‘Feeling good, slut?’ ‘Unh!’ The ‘spy’ writhed and squirmed helplessly on the floor, helplessly lost in pleasure but incapable of reaching orgasm. ‘Oh, yes.’. He explaining that, “He would take the bust motor to his garage today, but he didn’t fancy unloading it last night in the rain and coming back to reloading it today!” He said he had been here since 8pm so he must have come on our patrol 4x4 just after we left the blasted thing, in fact he said it was still warm! Terry was known in these parts as Terry the stud, and when it had been obvious to them all here that we were holed up somewhere, he had probably taken what you might call “advantage”. All the dog-walking and caring for her ailing husband had kept her former gymnast's body in tight condition. When Pat felt the radiant warmth of the fire on her soft skin, she moved her hand and lightly touched her belly.Continuing to read, her fingers traced their way down to her navel and she gently circled the depression lightly.It was then that Pat remembered she hadn't closed the blinds on the sliding glass doors leading out to their deck. The large sofa sat halfway facing the fireplace.