Rachael put her lips right next to my ear. In an almost inaudiblewhisper I heard her say, "Slave Pamela of Laurel"...(Blink) ... and now I was kneelin... between her legs, and... I lookedaround... We were behind her desk, with Rachael sitting in the deskchair, leaning back, her skirt bunched around her waist. What the fuck?"Lick," she ordered, pulling my head towards her pussy.I stuck out my tongue and ran it between her pussy lips, gathering upas much of her juice as I could before. “Bite,” Nancy hissed between clenched teeth. “Bite it off, hon.”His mouth ate deeper into her wet, fleshy gash, sucking, biting, gasping. He moved around until Nancy had his hot cock in her mouth, gulping it. Her jaws locked his prick like a vise, wouldn’t let. go of the bobbing meat. Together, that way, they came gloriously.He held her close, his lips buried beneath her ear.“Did… did you have someone last night?” she asked.“No, darling. Of. Greg waited for Bobbi to climb out of the car and he gave her a very passionate hug and kiss and Andrea could see how close they were. Andrea also noticed that they were both the same height as they held each other.Bobbi pulled away and turned to Andrea and formally introduced her to Greg."I feel as if I know you already Andrea sweetheart," as he pulled her gently towards him and stooped down to kiss her. There was real passion and lust in that kiss and Andrea found it easy to return his. She would also change the sheets on ma’am’s bed and make it, making sure everything was perfect with a freshly ironed nightie under the pillow. In between, she would load the dirty washing into the washing machine. After doing all the rooms and the bathroom, making sure the toilet pan had no marks whatsoever on it, she would empty the washing machine and hang everything up neatly. She would check if any ironing needed to be done and if there was any she would do that as well. In fact, Martha.