Just make sure the boys have enough left to do their job, Giggle giggle.Twenty minutes Sara. .then work honey.. and don't drip all over the floor hehe...eh.You really are a K9slut aren't you...Showered cleaned, coffee gone and in a panic looking for my clothes, remembering we hadn't gone to get them yesterday, I raced with a towel wrapped around me. back into the bedroom to find a thin blue dress on the bed, just a simple sleeveless dress, I franticly looked for underwear, but nothing.. Just the. 'I hope Jessi likes it... ' she thought as she eagerly set to work.Emma was pleased with the two men she'd just hired. She found it was necessary to travel farther and farther from Greenville to find men who might be willing to work for a woman. These two were brothers who lived on a farm with their parents, three sisters and two more brothers just beyond town – large families being the norm in an agricultural society where manual labor was required to get anything done. The exchange for their. Orgasm, as they say, is the little death, and this was the little death mixed with the big one. The living can sometimes sense what the moment of annihilation is coming, and when I cultivate it properly, the mixture of the emotions plays into the blood and I feel it too. He came, splattering his cum over my hand and the back of the couch. Then he relaxed, and let me drink my fill. I wanted to drink him dry, because his fear-spiced blood tasted so sweet, but over the years I have learned to. “I fucking love you, Mattie,” he whispered into her ear. For the first time in this act, and for her it had felt like an act, she felt her whole body tingle to hear him say that and she kissed him again and whispered, “I love you too, Simon. “You didn’t come, Mattie?” Simon held her chin. She shuddered and shook her head, “I need to talk to you, Simon. It’s really important.” He looked at her, concern darkening his handsome features, “What is it love? Talk to me.” She frowned and shook her head.