Cindy had clearly never eaten cunt before and was revolted by the idea. However, our previous displays of cruelty convinced her to comply without any ...rotest. She stuck out her tongue and gingerly began lapping at my secretary's dripping cunt. Cindy's face wrinkled with disgust as she tasted my secretary's musty nether lips. Soon, my secretary got impatient; Cindy was doing a poor job in spite of being equipped with full sensuous lips and tongue. Pulling back, my secretary grabbed Cincy's hair. She is the agent in charge of the shit show that went down. Be fucking nice. She didn’t make the decision to leave you out of the loop. That was done here in D.C.”“Alright, I’ll be nice. I can’t believe those fuckers.”“Easy there big boy. Focus on the task. We can’t do anything about the idiots, but we can get this lady back where she belongs,” said Jack. “Oh, try to take it easy on the bottle while you are there. I’d hate to have that be the mistake that fucks you.”“You’re right. I do need to. "Fuck the hairdos... oh sorry, Miss," giggled Judith."I might have to cane you for that, Judith Thompson," said Geraldine with mock sternness."I think you might, Miss," replied Judith relishing the thought of bending over for a caning from her 'headmistress' after all these years.The coffee shop was not very busy and they were at a table well away from other customers, although an elderly couple had 'tutted' after seeing two middle-aged women holding hands lovingly; the male of the couple had. So I did just that. She started moaning loudly now “Aaaaa mazaaa aa raha hai ….. aaaa yahi …karte raho rukna mat ….. aaaah. She slipped both her hands free. Grabbed me by my hair and pulled my face further in.She also wrapped her legs around my waist and squeezed . I was getting smothered and my wind getting squeezed out. I bit her nipple. She screeched and we stopped. I was panting. She kissed me then grabbed the hair on the back of my head and planted onto her naval area. I licked and kissed.