What had seemed a brilliant idea wasquickly turning out to be untenable.She needed someone who would follow her instructions without fault - dowhat sh... ordered them to from beginning to end. She needed someone sounder her control or devoted to her that they would not only go throughwith the preposterous plan but put up with the down sides.What about her maid? That was an idea... but Ann shook her head crossly.Hardly. The girl was almost as constrained as she was and not nearly asbeautiful.. Inches away from my manhood was a woman with gigantic breasts and a crazed animal look in her eyes. In that moment that seemed like an eternity, I realized that I was about to receive head for the first time. Her tongue came out of her mouth and gently flicked the head of my cock, it took everything in my power to not explode right there. Then slowly, inch by inch she lowered her mouth onto my manhood. The warmth of her wet mouth mixed with the anticipation was almost too much to bear as she. "What the fuck, bitch?" I yelled, throwing my drink at the floor. "I think you just answered your own question: I'm a bitch. Now fuck off." My hands came up and clenched up. "Fuck you too, stranger," I said, before I strolled away. I walked over to a vacant love seat and sat down. "Shit, these women seem to be stuck up mind twisters." "Damn," a forty-ish brunette said, before she sat on the other side. "How many different ways can I say, 'Crash and burn'?" she pondered. "I can't say I give a. Not to Dave's surprise, he led the two of them around the back and walked in the back door -- it was unlocked, naturally. The house was empty; although Mrs. Perkins had been dead for a couple years; a few snags had slowed down its being cleared out and put on the market. From a cursory inspection, it seemed to be in good shape, although there were a few places in need of paint, and some odds and ends that needed fixing, nothing was major. Dave told him he still hadn't made up his mind to come.