She yelped playfully and I released it to begin licking up and down her vertical smile, trying to work my chin inside her and my nose over her clit. ... worked her pussy over, garnering some moans, trying to find the spot she liked the best, then fluttered my tongue over her clit and she tensed up. I did it again and she shook, so I just kept doing that over and over. I shifted to hold myself up with just my stump and ran my fingers over the fleshy seam of where her pussy and asshole meet. "Let's go inside and get some ice on that," Denise said, practically bouncing up and down, her adrenalin still high.A few minutes later, Connie held an ice pack against her right eye as they all sat at the kitchen table. "You almost killed him," Connie quietly said.Denise was in the process of pouring Jeremy a fresh cup of coffee. "So fucking what? That son-of-a-bitch would have killed you for sure." I didn't mean..." Connie started. "I'm not concerned about Blain; I just don't want Jeremy to. The woman who prepared these would get big props from me.The girls picked up the crate and carried it a few feet away. When they came back, Jewel knelt down at my feet. Ashley sat next to me. Too close! Way too fucking close! I put my hands up. I tried to slide away from them; they shadowed my movement."We know why you have to be alone after you do that stuff," Ashley said."What?" I stopped trying to get away and faced her."We know!" She couldn't hold my stare so she looked at Jewel for. Carolina eyed her sceptically. “Depends on what you’re up for,” she replied.It was an old game that unfolded between the two, and Andressa knew what her boss was getting at. Of course, Carolina wanted to be joined, but at the same time she wanted to get the impression that Andressa had the same urges as herself. The assistant, on the other hand, liked it better to get told – no, ordered – what to do, and felt uneasy just openly admitting her preferences, even though she couldn’t think of.