If you’re in my house then you are responsible for any work I choose to have you do. So, first that means you cook breakfast, then you clean up the ...itchen.”She watched the two young slaves marshalling eggs and pans and bread and raiding her refrigerator and pantry for various things. To her pleasant surprise it looked like both Nina and Jill were very good cooks. In Jill’s case she supposed it came from working in her family’s restaurant and not just delivering pizzas.A few minutes later a. She was so aroused now, and I couldnt wait any longer. I abruptly shifted my position and crawled into the place between her thighs. I moaned a little and bit down hard on my lip at the thought of finally getting to taste her. Teasingly, I let my fingers run up and down her drenched lips for a few moments until I got the nerve to pull them carefully apart. Gazing at her little hole and the pretty way her inner lips fell, I couldnt wait any longer and set my mouth upon her hot wetness. She was. But boy….did I ever want to. Maybe it was the wine. I confess to patting, okay lightly rubbing her cute little butt as we hugged, but that was it.As soon as she was in her room….Ellen and I moved to the living room and took a seat on the couch. In less time than it takes to say “I want you” we were in each other’s arms and our mouths were fused in a searing, tongue lashing, primal, rock my world kiss. We came up for air and eyes never leaving each other we said not a word…just stared. " (I didn't bother writing earlier that I'd taken the pizza when I'd left the Williams'. You should know by now that there was no chance was of me leaving it behind. Julia had put it in the trunk for me, explaining, "I don't want it to smell up the car," as if the smell of pizza was somehow a bad thing!)"Leave it! It's not going anywhere."It's VERY hard to leave pizza, but I forced myself to do it. Sex with a very horny Carol was an excellent alternative. That, and she was dragging me by the.