He had noticed that I was watching her with more than a little fascination. The expression on my face made his craggy aspect bright with glee. He wink...d at me, and suddenly we were co-conspirators as well as members of an audience to her. He had been silent, with the exception of a grunt or two, staring at the space recently occupied by pigeons, now empty, crumbling the brown paper sack over and over again in his hands. She intoned ever onward, not seeming to mind his body language, which. She told himwhat she wanted. He curtsied and went to make it. When he served ithe used the tray he used last night for the drinks. She told himwhat clothes to get out for her to wear. She had finished her lightbreakfast and told him to help her get dressed. Then she sent himaway. He returned to the kitchen area where Denise told him to washand dry the dishes. He did as told. He seemed to be in a trancethrough all of this. Something made him want to rebel but somethingstronger made him do as he. “I’m not sure,” I admitted. “I was calling to find out what schedule you were working on. Are you planning dinner for lunchtime or for dinnertime?”“Well, Mom’s already running around the kitchen,” she told me. “She’s decided that dinner will be around 12:30. I was planning on us doing dinner and then presents.”“Okay,” I said lightly. “Does your mother need help or is she okay with running dinner?”“I’m sure she’d love to spend some more time with you and Jane,” she told me. “Why don’t you come. I gently inserted a couple of fingers, and then lifted them to my face and inhaled her wonderfully musky scent, which was now mixed with William's sperm. I licked my fingers, and savored that marvelous cocktail of pussy juice and sperm!I kissed my way down her tummy, and then rolled between her legs and lapped my tongue between Megan's well-fucked pussy lips; and my cock grew stiff as I tasted her deliciousness. I felt high. But it was the most natural high one could ever have. Any other sort.