. for now. She had made sure the front of her sleeping dress was still covering her."So ... um ... Why did that girl wanted to talk to you?" Frederik ...sked."She had a proposition for me, but I declined her offer. But if you don't mind, I don't want to talk about it. Mostly, because I don't want anyone to get into trouble for it." Why? Did she ask you to do something illegal?" You could say that," Sandra answered. "But I really can't tell you anything about it." Why not?" It's for your own. They looked so sexy, that peering down at them was making me even hornier. This wasn't a comfortable event: my unyielding tight pants wouldn't permit me to get hard.I just couldn't work out how to get my mind around that idea that these big beautiful breasts were attached to me. They had literally appeared from nowhere. I reached to touch them, but Nurse Five batted my hand away."Uh uh ohh, no playing with yourself. You naughty little maid, trying to touch yourself up. Oh, I know that you're. I could tell she was receptive, and she replied, “thanks, it means a lot to hear what you said, and thanks for the pizza and wine, is there any wine left”? We finished the bottle, and I had another, a white wine, which we opened. About an hour later, both of us full of wine, and tongues wagging, we were laughing and having a good time, talking about all sorts of things, when Vicky asked “how often do you masturbate”? Right out of the blue she asked how often do I masturbate. I said “daily”, not. I released her and reached over to the open bottle of champagne. Pouring it generously over Rachel’s skin, I licked it and her clean, going over each spot twice, as she murmured, ‘Don’t leave any sticky spots.’ Before I could center in to cleanse inside her pussy, though, she was sleeping, purring like a kitten. Obeying her request, I continued my efforts, sticking my tongue deep within her, gently prying her labia apart, and polishing her with my face. This action drove my nose up against her.