I sorted and cleaned her boots and shoes, marvelling at the tiny size ofher feet and the extreme height of her heeIs. Even her riding boots hadheels. ... think she felt she needed heels to compensate for her diminutivestature, although I always thought her personality did an excellent jobof that. I washed, dried and ironed her shirts and other machine washableitems and folded them into the empty drawers that we always kept for her.My heart pounding and, feeling more than a little sick, I went to. She was sitting behind a desk in a crisp looking office and seemed to fall all over herself when a man in a buissness suit barked orders to her, which made me instantly hard! When I finally saw she was alone at the desk, I scurried up to her with a smug look on my face."uh... hello." I said, unsure of what else to say."yes sir? And you're here to see?" she asked automaticly without looking up."No... it's ME. Remember? From the street? A couple of day ago?She started, trying to place me.So you. . I need you badly bro… mouth fuck you bitch sister…. Fuck you bitch… I am your whore now…. Fuck me…. Make me your slave” she screamed loudly. I was in 7th heaven after hearing those words. I started inserting my fingers fiercely now. She was close to having the orgasm of her life. Her body started shivering and she moaned loudly “AAHHHH” and squirted on my face. Whoa what a sweet taste it had. I went up and kissed her passionately sharing her own cum with her.My dick of hard like a pole and. They agreed that this trip would be to collect some of the detecting spray and to look at some possible targets if they had time after that.They decided that Otto should stay home and work on the bomb while Joseph and George went on this outing. Otto got busy on the bomb right away, but Joseph and George had to wait until it got dark enough. They took their guns with them, of course, but they also took the wagon. They planned to pick up a case of the spray if they could find that much.They went.