I dont think I can mow your lawn or give you free cable. But I might be able to help. I said. Oh..What can we do? said Mrs. Royal. You could lower the...amount of the materials and maybe some of my labor cost. Just by helping me out. Kinda of a mix of what you already have done with the cable guy and lawn boy. I said. Her husband gasped. No! I wont allow it. he said. Mrs. Royal turned to him. She put her hands on her hips. Honey…Now dont be a big meanie. Its just a one time thing. Im sure Mr.. Satisfied with his position, she reached over and opened the glove compartment, and found what Carla told her was there, an 18 inch thin flexible plastic ruler. Putting that on the seat with the Admiral watching it, she smiled and lifted her skirt up. Knowing he was gazing hungrily at her, seeing she was wearing not panties, exactly, but a sheer strap that had both a cunt and anus plugof non porous plastic in place. She loosened it up a little, not removing the plugs holding in the abundant. ‘I would be surprised to hear you say that he was not the better teacher.’ ‘Well,’ I looked down at my plate. ‘At least I had more fun when you were teaching me, Henriette…’ I felt Olu’s almond shaped eyes on me, squinting as he always did when he was deep in thought. ‘You would get the best lesson of all if you were forced to speak the language all the time,’ Olu said, staring at me from across the table. ‘If you were forced to spend a month or two in Marrakech, or in Vichy.’ ‘Not Paris?’ I. "I come in here when you're not home and I watch the videos you've been watching. I saw one where a girl was covered head to toe in cum and was licking it off...I've been dying to know what cum tastes like, so...Thanks" She smiled.That really emboldened me, or else I never would have said what I said next..."Are you dying to know what it feels like to have your cherry popped?" I asked lustfully. "No..." she replied, flatly. My heart sank, I felt like such a creep, "I already popped my cherry.