I think I would have outlasted her if she hadn’t chose to press her hips against me just then, only the soaked lace of her underwear separating us, ...ubbing up and down against my slit, the waistband catching on my protruding clit. Worse, I could feel the vibration of her toy against my overly sensitive nub with every pass. The constant trickle of cream from my overflowing pussy became a warm stream, or so it seemed, and my eyes began to roll up in my head as I felt myself losing control…I. Bursting into the kitchen Jane saw an older version of herself standing at the kitchen counter. Jill Harte was 32 years old and a more mature version of her daughter, but just as stunning in the looks department. Jill was only a couple inches taller than her daughters 5'4" and her thick blonde hair was just a little longer. Her full C cup or small D cup bra wasn't really needed. Her exercise program kept them as firm as her daughter's breasts. Jill's flat stomach was exposed by one of those. Signing that stupid contract came with a bonus. "Jen," I said into the speaker phone."Yes Maxine," I need to soak in a hot bath and get roaring drunk. It's all your fault, so it's one of your tubs. I'll bring my own liquor." What the hell makes you think that there isn't enough liquor in my house to float Bob's sail boat?" Good point, but according to your contract, where I go the Pros go. So prepare to be invaded." Hell, bring that cute Lucas and we will have a party." Jen suggested."I don't. "That's okay, Sammi.I'll deal with all that damn red tape crap by making it a wish." I'd advise against taking that action, Master," I replied. I wasbeginning to wonder just who'd hammered out this contract. It seemedso one-sided in favor of HIBGEPUU, which was just fine with me. "Ifyou make any wishes requiring me to have sex with you against my will,then I'll have to file a sexual harassment grievance against you,Master. Although we don't have a lot of muscle in HIBGEPUU, I'm surewe could.