I quickly went in front of him and told, “Okay please don’t call. I will do what you want, but promise me that this is the final turn.” He smile... and told that “Yes this is the last time so start your work now. Today you will have to do everything, make my curd (cum) and you are free.”He wanted to humiliate me by making me do things according to him. I already was feeling humiliated after listening to this thing but I had to do so. He sat on the long sofa nearby and told me, “Start again by. "Ooooooo! Ahhhhhhh, yes, yes!" Janey whimpered.Laura pushed her tongue hard, and felt it enter the heat of Janey's asshole. She thrust her tongue in and out, then brought it back to that slippery, velvety cunt. She tongue-fucked Janey's pussy for a moment then rammed her tongue back into her flexing asshole. Laura started tongue fucking Janey in her cunt and asshole with alternate movements, making the girl thrash about in wild bliss."Oh, tongue-fuck me!" Janey was gurgling. "Tongue-fuck me!. Laura didn't wonder. The emotions in the room were too complex and intense for either of them to understand. Then Sara smiled her half-smile again. Laura was crying, but now Sara's eyes were dry."You're cuckoo," Sara said, sympathetically. Then she came over closer again to Laura, brushing away Laura's tears very tenderly with one hand. "Don't do that. You make me feel sad."Laura smiled and sniffled. "Could I kiss you one last time?"Sara pondered it, her dark eyes flecked with amusement. "You. No visiblemarks otherwise. No 'fragile' (which my mind nearly always readsmentally as fra-jill-ay) or other stamped text. Just a decent sized box(crate?) sitting on the second step of the little concrete steps leadingto my front door. I stare for a bit and then push it slightly with myfoot. Slightly heavy but not bad. I haven't ordered anything lately sowhat was the deal?I shrug and open my door. The sun is starting to set behind me and it'sbeen a long day at work so I decide to figure it.