Thank you for it all.” She turned her attention and energy back to the meal, while Reg went back to the kitchen to fetch his own meal from the oven....nce he was back at the dining table, he soon caught up with the others in eating. He was hungry, he found. Looking after a sick person is not that easy, he reflected. Your ears are continually attuned to that person’s call for assistance, should it come, so that you cannot devote your entire concentration on a book. Watching television or listening. " I'm alright, thank you. Cheers."I turned, waved over my shoulder and stepped out again, letting my feetfall along the white centre line, but avoiding treading on the cat-eyesreflectors - that seemed rude."Wait up, lass! One of them called. You can't be wandering about in roadin middle of night, you'll get yourself run over." I'm sure I won't. Not with you following along with all your lovelyblue lights on." We haven't time to escort you around town, flower."I didn't turn around, or stop.. He says, as he throws some table scraps on the floor and summons me to lap them up. This may be my only meal of the day, besides cum, so I lap it up hungrily. As I am on my knees, My Master sees a scuff mark on my opera pumps. "slut;what the fuck is this??" "how did your high heels get a scuff mark?" I reply, "i am sorry, Sir;it must have happened while I was sucking your cock before;they were perfect when i polished them this morning", I said, with fear and trembling in my voice. . .. ! He'd slip in the side way and see... !Katie could hardly fathom the lascivious sensations filling her from the tip of her working toes to the crown of her voluptuous blonde head. In the never-before lewd state she had let overwhelm her, she felt no more than an animal herself, nor did she want to! The enchanting delight of Genghis' lashing, loving tongue between the flushed lips of her moist and pink cunt, however familiar, was adding immeasurably to the delight of knowing she was bringing.