“Mmm lovely hard cock,” she moaned. “Nice and hard for me and full of baby juice.”“Keep your mouth on me, mum,” I hissed. “But turn roun... so we can do a sixty-nine.”“Ooh yes, I like the sound of that.”She moved round still with her mouth on me, and her lovely little cunt appeared in front of my face, still clad in a tiny white thong.“You’re wearing stockings.”“Yes, do you like them?”“Fabulous, mum.” I said as I touched my lips to the damp nylon of her thong.“And you’ve left your knickers on.”I. He quivered with pleasure. His hands grasped the sheets and his legs spread wider apart. Then I gave his balls a nice tongue bath, rolling each one around in my mouth. He was my sex slave, and my blowjob clearly had him under my spell. I could have easily brought him to orgasm, feeling his cock tip swell then shoot a sweet load of cum into my mouth, but no, I had something else on my mind. I brought my body up to his cock, and lowered my wet pussy onto him. I arched my back and began riding. "Girls," Bridgette said, "you performed very well today. Our customers were satisfied. Good. Because there are some changes you need to know about. You are both going to sign letters of resignation that we've written for you and cash in your unused vacation. You are also going to cash in those massive life insurance policies you have. We have emptied your accounts already. Girls, you aren't going anywhere. Your old life is over. We like you this way, we are keeping you this. 'Perv-boy peeked and got a biggie! We can't help how we get sometimes, can we?' That kind of stuff." Poor guy probably wants to slide under the sofa." My personal theory says, look, don't discuss, but it's pretty much a theory."She'll crawl right on top of him in the battle. If a button comes loose and a boob pops out, she claims it doesn't matter because they used to take baths together anyway. They still could, she adds." Would they take their rubber ducky?" I hummed a few bars. (Ernie was.