When she withdrew her lips she left a string of spit hanging off the tip. “I bet those nipples would look really good with cum dripping off them. Bu... that’s for another day. Come and let me get a good taste.” Barb teased.“I’d love nothing better, but Sean is downstairs getting dinner ready and he does not like to be left waiting. Maybe after dinner you can have a titty sundae for desert.” teased back Angelique.Dinner was served in the downstairs dining room. Sean served like a waiter in a fine. I have my version of reality. And I push it on no one. I live my life as I want to live my life. And I have no reason to tell other people what they should and should not do. I create magic and bring zombie slaves back from the dead. I help boys in 40 nations get-off as they watch my videos. In that way, I save their sanity, bring them back from the dead, like Jesus.I know boys in 40 nations jack-off to my videos, and those viewers watch 6000 to 8000 videos every month. They enjoy my sexy. She moved uncomfortably but she failed to take my hand as her thigh is in between my leg and hand.Few minutes passed, I dare farther and moved my hands close to her pussy. I didn’t got any response from her and I confirmed my self that at this movement she is helpless, only thing she can do is she can take off my hand that’s all. And I got lot of strength with this thought and I slowly started moving my hand further and I can feel her bush now, I stop my fingers to wait the response as I was. ' I had always wondered where that expression came from, but not enough to look it up. At any rate, here we are."I want to hear the details," I said."John," Theresa said, in a tone that sounded like she really didn't want this conversation.Fortunately for me, it had taken a good ten minutes to get us here. I had time to think.I looked at her and said, "I'm guessing that you are not taking me in by the goodness of your heart. You want, and need, to be compensated."The blank stare she gave me.