“Ursula, as long as you weren’t committed to him, it’s just your business.” I assured her.“He was committed, wanting to give me a ring, but ...e knew that was not going to be me.” She assured me.I invited her to sit with me and I got her a drink as we watched the game and chatted. New York was being beat 4-nil late in the game so there was no reason to get further involved with it.“I always knew she would bolt someday on you, and she told me you understood and would not be hurt or. .. I guess it will have to wait until later!"Oh, she was good at this—making me guilty about whatever she wanted from me.I kept typing on my paper about the Civil War, when she gave me a hug from behind. It felt awfully good. I dropped my hands from the keyboard asking, "What game is it?"She let go of me saying, "Spin the Bottle!"Catching a breath, I asked, "Have you ever played it before, Tessa?" No, I was hoping you would teach me how to play it," she responded."It really is a better game for. Here’s a shot with a big dildo in her pussy. Look at this! Both her ass cheeks are bright red. See this shot here with her ass to the camera. Again bright red ass cheeks, but look closely. Her cunt juices and dribbling down the inside of her thighs. Very sexy, she’s got me getting horny.” I gazed at the image of a massively voluptuous angel on the screen. My cock was twitching. Deb was slowly stroking me. Em might be feeling horny, I was past that point. I needed relief. I looked. " Don't let's be too hasty on that," said Jenny. "We don't want any extra expense until we can afford it or it really becomes too much for us."James agreed. "It's rather like the kitchen assistant," he said, "not taking one on until the pressure stops me doing it all. When the time comes, we might consider getting someone who would do both." Well," said Jenny, "you'd better get back to your varnishing while I wash all the plates and put them away. I'm going to put all the big ones and the soup.