....................." Now moving his hand dangerously close to her vagina he whispered, "Phyllis, are you getting wet, I could swear that I can smell...your arousal!?!" This couldn't be happening to her, a sharp career woman just sitting there and letting a total stranger feel her up and to top that off ask her the most intimate of questions, but for some reason she couldn't resist him, and in a small voice she offered, "Y-yes, I'm very wet, I can't seem to help it!!!" With only inches to go,. Geraldine’s mouth tightened into a small o. Her chest felt tight. To hear that awful woman talk about Red like that. It was simply not to be borne. Gerry’s clenched fists quivered in rage. Her face darkened red, and she seemed to grow as she lifted from her seat and stalked across the circle of chairs. Beatrice’s eyes focused on the social worker chugging like a steam engine toward her. She cocked an eyebrow and one corner of her mouth. ‘Hit a nerve Gerrrrry?’ The rest of the group gawped at. The warm, wet feeling is so incredible. She runs her lips up over the head of my cock and down the shaft. Then she grabs both of my ass cheeks and slides my now pulsing hard cock all the way down her throat as she starts to lick my balls.While she is doing this, Shayla watches and continues to lick all over my girlfriends soaking wet clit. As she looks up at me with a lustful grin, she pushes my girlfriend’s knees to her chest and starts to slowly lick around her asshole. My girlfriend lets out. Why would this one need to abandon his post? She tried to force such troubles out of her mind. There was nothing to be done about them. Either this worked or it didn’t, the matter was out of her control by now. How long had it been? That thought didn’t do much to calm her nerves. Phyre had been wandering the manor for ten or fifteen minutes at least. What was taking the frog so long? It had to be his size, that was all. Drop would have had to make his own way back to the garden which must have.