His wet tongue raced over her pussy again, then touched her asshole. Barbara cried out. Her body was on fire, her pussy was dripping, and this man was...licking her ass. He fucked her with his finger as he probed her back door with his tongue. When she felt his tongue actually enter her ass, she came again, her entire body shaking like a tree in a hurricane. It went on and one, a flood of pure ecstasy that swallowed her, filled every fiber of her being with joy. She barely noticed when he. Maria had sewn them herself. It was madefrom an old bed sheet. She ran a seam up the sides, cut a hole for thehead, and the hem came down to about two inches below the slave's knees."This is what the Mrs. wants you to wear." While made from old bedsheets, it was a sleeveless dress. At first, wearing the dress feltstrange, but within an hour he was kept so occupied that he did not havetime to dwell upon it. Having all the hair on his body removed sort offelt sexy, he thought. The slave. I noticed the screen saver wasn't on and a window was open, it looked like a security camera. I went in for a closer look and it had a split screen of each of the tanning rooms. My first thought was, “Hey this isn't legal!” But I could see the guy from the front and that girl in one of the rooms. I maximized the window to get a better look. I knew better, but at this point my inner voyeur took over.The girl had her shirt off and her back was to the camera. She was holding her shirt covering her. I mean, I had the flight from hell, then you waltz in with Suzette fucking Caldwell, without an ‘oh, by the way, I’m bringing the Steel Matron by for a chat.’”“She hates being called that,” Whitaker said, trying to remain pissed at Taylor despite his valid points.“How do you know what she doesn’t like? What, are you two buddies now?”“No, we’re not ‘buddies.’ I got called to Solomon’s office yesterday, and he asked me to set up a meeting between the two of you. The first time I ever spoke to her.