”“We spent four hours down there last Saturday,” Otterly said rolling her eyes.“That was fun,” Sherry said.Otterly said, “Not really.”�...Oh,” Alex said.At that point the conversation died. The three sat around the table eating their breakfast. There wasn’t much talk except for asking to get something passed around the table. When they finished eating, Sherry pointed to the presents and let Otterly know that she could open them. She was hoping that Otterly would like what they had gotten for. Marx carefully set the woman down while his partner crawled up in bed beside her. ?Home, sweet home dear,? the brunette smiled as she curled up facing Erika, ?Now, Marx here is going to take that nasty gag out of your mouth again and you are going tell us exactly where you have put our client?s book. Any fuss and we may have to do things you may not enjoy. Do you understand that, dear Erika?? Erika nodded her head. The sooner these people were out of her life, the better. ?That?s a. “I was just using your pussy to get my cock good and wet.” Part of me was thinking he was about to push me out of the way and fuck Luce. That’s what I deserved. And, truthfully, what I wanted. Instead, he said, “Spread your cheeks. Ask for a hard fucking in your owned ass.”Luce said, “God damn that’s hot.”It was hot, but it wasn’t easy. I had to rest my head on the inside of her thigh, then reach back and very, very gently spread my cheeks. Holy fuck. It hurt. “Please, Sir, please fuck. “Clean me up baby. Lick my pussy,” she says, or so you think. She’s panting so much at this point it’s almost impossible to understand her. “This has to be a dream,” you think to yourself in awe at what you’re experiencingSyd lays down on the desk behind her, spreads her legs, and says, “Get over here. You’ve got work to do.”You crawl up onto the table and get to work. You slide your tongue in between her pussy lips and slowly lick it, cleaning off the cum. Moving your tongue farther up her.