Garcia kneeled in front of me. Again, I didn’t know this was G’s doing. The imp, the devil!!!! He knows I love oral sex. Garcia was unbelievable. ...is tongue was so talented. He slipped two fingers inside me then began running his tongue along the crease all the way up to my clit. I began writhing and groaning more and more. I got wetter and wetter. I couldn’t tell if it was me or Garcia’s tongue. Both. I wanted to get closer to his tongue so I slid down the chair and put my legs up. The men in. "Yes Mistress!" Charles whimpered.Charles slowly dropped down to all fours and crawled like a dog towards his Mistress. When he finally reached her, she grabbed his short Blond hair and moved his face closer to her pussy. He could smell her urine."Now use that disgusting tongue of yours to clean my pussy!" she ordered him, then shoving his cute face towards her crouch.Charles was lapping his tongue way at the disgusting smelly salty taste of where her urine had just come out of. Charles closed. And he’s going to be traumatised by wandering around in a dress and heels for so long.”“Well, yes, but it’s not like it’s life threatening. And maybe he earned it a bit?”“Hey, whose side are you on? Or have the fembots done some sort of mind transfer on you as well as on the B Series?”“No, it’s just ... never mind.”“Look, why don’t we go downtown and try to get hold of Haverstein after the shareholder’s meeting. Once he’s finished that he might be more open to doing something.”When Amanda and. "Thank you." Do you want honey or jelly?"She shook her head. "I just want you to sit with me."When I settled down next to her, she placed my hand on her thigh and began eating. She was finished by the time Mr. Rogers said good-bye."That was good," she said, placing the plate back on the tray."Thanks." I don't cook omelets very well. I -- Bill?" She looked at me. The depths of her eyes were filled with pain and confusion, and I had to force myself not to look away."Yes, Kitten?" Why do I have.