“I’d love that, too, Barbara.” I rolled off of her. She started to reach for a kleenex. “No, Barbara, let me clean that up for you.”I slid d...wn the bed and rolled onto my front, my face between her thighs. I kissed the inside of each thigh, and then licked upward between her lips. I could taste the familiar salty flavor of my cum as well as the more exotic flavor of Barbara’s juices. I licked and sucked until I couldn’t detect any more cum flowing out of her vagina. I moved my attention upward. "It's just a graze little one. She will be fine in a few hours."Mistress Gwendolyn was busy looking at my upper arm."Corra where did you send him? Can you bring him back please?" askedKasha. "He won't hurt anyone else I promise."Corra made a motion with her hand and suddenly the officer was layingthere prone, his hands raised up to shield his face. But it was thefigure that stood over him that had the most attention.It was easily the largest Gambichow I'd ever seen, twice the size of theother. The water spilled down my hair and over my shoulders. I felt like a new woman. I soaped up my arms, my legs. The suds gathered in the drain by my feet.Through the marbled glass I saw Maxwell's pink figure in the doorway."So, maybe I'll come in for a nooner," he said."A what?" You know, a massage. During my lunch."So he hadn't called out. Why did he offer to spend the day before? Was he hoping I'd just skip work for him on the spot? Maybe it was just a brief fantasy of his, a lie. I knew it. I did. I didn’t even know why, but I did. And I was now standing in front of these strangers, them squatting down looking directly into my crotch and she felt the three strings of beads, pulling each to feel the size and the tightness they fit to the skin. She made numerous comments to her husband and Sharon, but he just kept looking, not responding at all except for an occasional ‘hmmm’, ‘ugh ha’. When she slipped a finger between the larger beaded string that was fitted into my slit, her.