There was something innocently sexy about it. Lydia sat down on my couch and I sat in a chair that was angled to face the couch and the TV at the same...time. I didn’t want to assume that she wanted me to sit next to her on the couch. She kicked off her shoes and stretched out on the couch and began watching TV without a word. I half-watched the TV and half-watched her, but for the longest time she didn’t give me the slightest glance. ‘Do you want anything to eat or drink?’ I said, finally, just. Soon enough she was gone. We'd both had our moment of goodbyes beforeher new master took her away. I was happy for her. I envied her. Shewas everything I wanted to be. Even in the sexy female business suither new master had her wear. She looked every bit the smartprofessional executive secretary she was now going to be for him. Atleast during the days and in the office. That is, when he didn't haveher bent over his desk during his "private" conferences. At night she'dbe his mistress, his slave,. .. is that science team, or whatever they’re called, traipsing through our home over and over. The expression about being caught between the devil and the deep blue sea seems to fit,” he finished with a sigh.“So, what do we do?” she whispered into his ear.Morales hesitated. “You know what we have to do. But, I think the General will respond better to you than to me. Hell, I know he will. I’m a prisoner, after all.” When Jasmine tried to say something, he touched a finger to her lips. “Why don’t. With a look of bewilderment Gus slowly began to turn. “You aren’t going to fuck me?” he questioned, with concern in his voice.“No,” I replied, “I just want to lick your hole.”After pulling his cheeks apart, I inhaled the fragrance of his sweaty straight crack. Gus’ furry pucker and the aroma of his butt had me gasping with delight. I dove straight in and gave him a masterclass in rimming. An entirely new vocabulary of sexual sounds spilled from his lips as he began begging me not to stop. When.