“Betty, you’re not usually here at Thanksgiving, don’t you usually spend the day with your family?” I asked.Betty and Angela both gave me a sl... smile. “Normally, yes, but most of my family went on a trip this year, so your mom invited me to have Thanksgiving with your family,” answered Betty.We all sat around the large kitchen counter drinking coffee and eating croissants. Melly, Angela, and Betty started conversing with Connie and Sue. They pretty well left me out of the conversation. The. She sucked just a little as she held my glans tightly and licked just the tip. I held onto the strap of her bra with one hand and fondled her hanging breasts with the other. Slowly, I undid the hasps holding the bra on and it fell from her chest releasing her massive tits into my hand to fondle. She jerked my shaft with her hands as she smiled into my face and asked if I wanted to cum on her tits. Standing up, I took over with my hand as she leaned back on her haunches and held her tits up. So I decided that I would just have fun and see what happened. We were out on the porch, and she still had a firm grip of my hand. What the hell. I pulled her out into the rain and lifted her up and spun her around in it.She was starry-eyed in the Ford and talking about everything and nothing from that moment on. I listened and nodded as we drove out the drive and then towards the Chinese place. A couple of wrong turns later that she did not say a word about. We got to our destination.I walked. But, either way, I have been ordered by my teenage Master to clean Henrietta's ass. It's something that I have done many times before. It's also something that I enjoy. I just wish that floor-mounted dildo wasn't blocking access to her cunt. For, I figure there's a lot of Charlie's man cream embedded in it – cream that I want to taste.As I begin tongue fucking Henrietta's ass, I suddenly hear Charlie drop to his knees directly behind me. Next, I feel his helmet rubbing against my own ass. Is he.