It'll help keep yourhair in place while you work. From now on you will also help with thehouse cleaning, wearing your lovely veil and pinafore, is tha... alright?"I was asked."Oh yes, I'll be happy to do it all for you," I said gladly, "I don'tmind doing housework. It's much better than playing with cars andthings, like other boys seem to enjoy doing."Without any further ado, we headed upstairs to gather up all our soiledfineries. Even the nighties from Princess and Cuddles were taken off. It is exquisite; the smell of her cunt in my nose, the taste and texture of her moist womanhood on my tongue, the feel of her taught skin as I caress her ass with my free hand. I run my tongue round the inside of her outer labia, collecting the excess juice and greedily swallowing it. I venture a couple of quick darts of my tongue into her vaginal passage. Even to my tongue it feels tight, though slippery with juice and invitingly warm. Suzanne's hips begin a subtle rocking motion, encouraging. I had planned in my head a lot of spending time with her; quality, and private time that is. Well the first couple days we just hung out. We went swimming. I got to see her hot wet body; damn I just needed to get a piece of that. She also had a pool table in her house. She always wore low cut, loose shirts that gave off a nice show when she bent down to hit on of the balls on the table. Needless to say I wanted to play a lot of pool that week. For the first two days we were there she and I. That was deftly done," she told him. "May I borrow that knife?"A moment later, Sable moved the bolt back into the door rendering the door free to move. "You learn quickly, also," he told her.As they moved through the large room, McAllister noted the large stone-topped workbenches, with outsized mortar and pestle, sacks piled at one end of the bench, and small, tightly-made boxes at the other. Of most interest to McAllister were the tightly-stoppered glass carboys on the floor, and the tub of.