As we went back to the cabin, I could not help admiring the artistry of Sheila's trap. Don wanted to return a favor for a favor. Sheila's scheme fit h...s skill set perfectly. Nor could I object that she was wrong or out of place. I needed the instruction, but would have felt awkward asking. That said, I stopped at the outdoor kitchen for a silicon spatula. Sheila rarely makes a mistake once, so a second time was intentional. If she wanted a spanking, she would get a good one.First up was the. I looked back at him alarmed and saw nothing but bright flashes. He was photographing his cum running out of my ass!"Tommy, maybe we should stop," I asked unsure.Just than we both heard noises at the front door. I froze with stomach in my throat. Someone was coming inside! I bolted for the door, barely able to walk in those high heels, cum dripping out of my ass and ran up the stairs. I got inside my room and listened. I heard my husband's voice but couldn't make out what he was saying. I. Don't say anything, you little sex slave, just keep licking.That's right," she moaned, breathing harder. "Good girl! Eat fish, youlittle dyke." She grabbed him by the head and pulled him closer,smashing his mouth and nose into her soaking pussy, grindfing againsthis lips and tongue with increasing excitement. "Work it, you littleslut! You can do better than that!" Cecilia kept licking and licking,trying to please her "darling," but Ms. Anderson wrapped her legs aroundhis head, and kicked her. I shall ensure that your salary is paid on time, for the foreseeable future.”Jeeves was visibly relieved. “Thank you, sir. That puts my mind at rest. What can I do for you now, sir?”“Have you got a valid passport, Jeeves? In your real name, of course!”“Yes, sir. Are you contemplating a trip abroad, sir?”“Yes, to collect some diamonds. I want you with me, for protection on the return trip.”“Very well, sir. Carrying weapons across borders is not permitted, so I shall have to improvise, or else.