Ever since the day Master had had me re-clean the apartment to his specifications in the nude, I had found that nude was the only way I could clean it... In the kitchen, on all fours crawling backward, as I wiped away the spills and scuffmarks, I thought again about the punishment that was waiting for me. I showered and dressed as Master had specified: the blue tank top with spaghetti straps and the brown mini skirt--no panties. I fussed as I waited and wondered, "Would it sting? Would it burn?. I always cook the bacon like that, just not quite done; that way warming it finishes cooking it without over cooking.When we began putting platters of food on the table, they were like a bunch of vultures. I swear we could have made twice as much. Maybe the next time we would. Nelda enjoyed her breakfast, saying it was really fun to eat here in the morning.The topic of Busch Gardens came up and I asked around for opinions. Charlie and Shawna were in, Hank and Debbie wanted to go, Hanna wanted. I endlessly played with her clit and sucked up her sweet juice. Lilly had discarded her blouse and was lost in playing with her tits. The taste and smell of her skin had become the thing I crave; the evening had suddenly changed from getting Lilly in bed with her father, to getting her into my bed. ‘Ohhhhhh, that feels so good.” I heard Lilly moan, as I shoved two fingers between her tight wet pussy lips. Lilly started moan and buck under me as I started to fuck her. God her pussy was so tight,. “I need to call Rick.” She disappeared to find her phone. She returned some moments later, obviously finishing the call. “OK, Rick, see you about seven thirty, fantastic.” She ended the call with a definitive stab at the button. “Right mister, we need to get showered,” she said looking at me. “I’m all sticky and smelling of cum. We’re meeting for dinner at Zampatti’s.” “But we have three hours at least,” I objected. “And,” she said, leaning down to kiss me, “I shall need all of that to get.