She began to stroke my nuts all the while carrying on with a conversation like nothing was going on. I was getting as hard as I could with my cock str...ining against the device. I noticed that Kathy looked a little uncomfortable. Pat dropped her napkin and asked me to pick it up for her. As I bent under the table to retrieve the napkin, I saw that Kathy's legs were spread wide and both guys had their hands in her pussy. They were taking turns working their fingers in and out and stroking her. He reached for the little pile of vegetables that I had cut, but didn't use and sprinkled them in the eggs. There was still some diced ham, too. There was no more grated cheese, but Dad had the cheese grater in his hand and shredded some leftover parmesan into the scramble. He salt and peppered it and then used a flick of the wrist to toss the mess into the air and catch it back in the pan. "Order up," he said as he slid a plate in front of me and scooped the eggs out of the pan. I just stared. "More than I'd expected, yes," answered Ann, hoping the desperation in her voice wasn't as obvious to him as it was to her trembling body.Jesus, she thought self-recriminatingly, what am I trying to do? Just because he asked me out for a drink the other night, I've been having these fantasies of starting an affair with him. He's married, I'm married ... it's ridiculous, now just cut it out, Ann Dexter, before you get yourself in trouble!"For starters we have to finish those interviews --. The burgundy polishwas a perfect accent for the low cut sheath dress. The icing on the cakewas when Rick stepped behind her and clasped the necklace.With a quick thank you to Madge and a heartfelt hug and apology fromMadge for all that her slave had done, Linda joined Master Rick andMistress Jane as they left the salon through the back door. None of thempaid attention to the trembling slave Angie who watched them in themirror as she struggled to keep from crying againEver the gentleman,.