Thursday's shopping trip had been more than enough for us. We were going to a nearby driving range to hit golf balls. On the way to the driving range ...aul said, "Mr. Nolan." "Yes Paul." I'd temporarily given up on my attempt to get him to call me Michael. Tricia was adamant about him calling me Mr. Nolan and Paul clearly wanted to please Tricia. "I don't think I'll be able to go to the New Years Eve party tomorrow night." "Why not?" "Ms. Jeanne, Ms. Jodie and Mistress Patricia are all getting. It didn’t get enough attention the first time. While her right hand fucked her pussy her left hand pinched and played with her swollen clit. She held the tiny bud between her fingers and licked it. Slow circles while flicking her tongue at the same time. It was hard to keep a good hold of it while Lacey bucked and thrashed on the bed but she did it. It didn’t take nearly as long this time as it did the first and Lacey was screaming and cumming again. She opened her mouth wide and drank as Lacey. It felt so good, Jake. I almost came all over her hand. In fact, I bet if you would've gotten close enough to her, you would have smelled my pussy all over her fingers."Jake broke at this point. The visual image of Carmella fingering her coupled with the actual image of her playing with her shaven pussy was too much for him to take. He fell on her, burying his face between her legs, his tongue stabbing out and licking her juices. She squealed in delight at the contact.He ended up staying for. Mike however was better, if I wanted to document an event. Also Mike had proved himself to be dependable in a dangerous situation. If I was going to bring in a runner, I wanted Mike behind us not Gwen. I did not want to worry about her safety. I know I wasn't supposed to think about the pros in my decision making, but a beat down of Gwen would do none of us any good.It was all a lot more complicated than any of us anticipated going in. With Jen and Marty, the plan was to keep it as complicated.