I felt so warm and rum-cozy lying before the fire and having someone worship My perfect Goddess toes. I floated off into a lovely dream trance. ...Before the roaring fire, I drifted between sleep and awareness. Lizbeth dangled a sprig of mistletoe over Her pussy and summoned Her slave to pleasure Her. ?Come here, sweet Simon, come be My tongue slave.? Obediently, Simon crawled naked on hands and knees. Lizbeth spread Her thighs wide for him. I watched through half-lidded eyes. Simon bowed. The taste of my own cum was familiar to me, as shealways shared it whenever she gave me a blow job. Her taste was alsofamiliar from the number of times I had gone down on her, however therewas a definite difference in them mixed together and I enjoyed theflavour, but did not forget that she deserved some extra attention frommy tongue and lips.It wasn?t long before she began the writhing that I had become familiarwith, that indicated she was about to experience another orgasm and Isought her. “I think they have heard us,” laughed Sam as he gently pulled Evelyn’s hand away from the button. The door made a slight clicking sound and opened inward. Sam made a bowing gesture with his arm and said, “Welcome to my parlor, said the spider to the fly.” He then laughed softly as Evelyn stepped through the doorway.Inside, SaM’s Place looked almost like any other nightclub except that hanging from the ceiling was a track system of some sort which seemed to wind its way through all of the. Turning to have a better look at the man, I realise it’s the same one who complained about the milk. Here goes again — dealing with difficult customers. What a bore!“I said. Come down.”The nerve this guy has! He speaks like he’s the boss of me. I glare at him with the most unimpressed face I can muster, but then I step down off the counter. Heaven is standing there, seemingly relieved that I obeyed the man. She turns to him:“What can I help you with?”He doesn’t look at her.“What is my name?” he.