It’s not what I do. I’m totally straight!” Miss Stevens burst out laughing and reached for the strap on dildo from the table, toying with it in...her hands as she looked at Nancy. Her eyes narrowed. “You’ll be whatever I make you, whore. And I’m about to make you the filthiest little lesbian in this house. And you’ve just given me some ideas for your next few months here. You really must be careful what you say around someone like me slut!” She fixed the strap on over her La Perla thong so. He had learned his routine well. The two crouched on the steps, peering down the stairs.Leon leaned next to Matilda's ear and whispered, "The safety."She looked around to make sure no one was there and then lifted the front of her sweatshirt. Pulling the gun out, she flipped the safety off. Her hand shook."Put the gun back," Leon whispered, sounding annoyed.Matilda stuck it back into her jeans and covered it with the sweatshirt.No more words were spoken. They waited.The clicking of climbing. Rock hard already, he turned her around so she lay on her stomach and admired her for a couple of seconds before pulling the thong off of her.She lay, still deep in unconsciousness, face down below him, her overly large and beautiful ass resting just above his hard cock. It was hard to resist ploughing it straight into her asshole, but he knew he had more time to have fun first. He rolled her back over and was shocked when he saw her open eyes but he soon realised they were only half open and,. So he’d do what he had to do, get done, and then he’d be through with the back-to-back assignments that had landed in his lap and then he could go home for a much needed break. And maybe, just maybe, Blue would have made up her mind to ditch her California life and move home… where she belonged… and then he could… What? He could what? ‘Keep?’ ‘What?’ John jerked his head up to find Blackie watching him, not even trying to hide his amusement and curiosity. ‘What the hell are you thinking about.