Linda spoke.“Aaron, Cara and I are going to be going out for the day. I know today is your last day with us. I just wanted to say we’ve had a grea... time with you this past week. And the house looks great!”She leaned over and kissed me on the lips, giving my stiff cock a little squeeze while looking me in the eyes. “Thank you for everything,” she said.“It’s OK, I’ve enjoyed it,” I said.Cara took her place and sat on my lap. She put her small arms around my neck and faced me.“I want to thank you. Having secured this find and carried it to my place of residence I setabout cleaning and polishing it.Lo and behold the stopper fell out and I could scarce believe my eyes.Dust and smoke spewed forth and there taking a material form was amagical genii. The genii of the bottle."Master," quoth he, "I have been trapped in that bottle for many a year.Thou has freed me from my prison. For that I owe you my very being.Perhaps I could offer you a small token of my gratitude. I have longvowed that. She moved around and knelt before his spread legs - her full breasts on either side of his hard cock - a delightful picture from both his and her viewing angle. She gently pressed her breasts together around his cock and slowly started moving up and down, licking the head of his shaft each time it emerged from where it was happily nestled between her warm breasts. She glanced up at him and smiled - his head was thrown back, his mouth slightly open and he was obviously just loving and enjoying. I'm embarassed by all the wetness in my boxers. I'm afraid she's going to think I wet myself or something, but she's not saying anything."Might as well take your boxers down." She says with a different tone than she's had since she walked in. I'm not sure if it means she's getting more mad or if she's about to decide my fate.I need no more encouragement. The wet spot is starting to cool and it's not real comfortable. I pull my boxers down enough for my cock to flop out and *slap* slightly.