”“I’m glad you liked it,” she said with her eyes turning away. I looked up at my girlfriend.“You need a nap,” Adelaide said. “You look t...red.”“You look beautiful,” I said. “C’mon, I need a cuddle buddy. Jess, are you tired?”“I--I slept OK.”“Good,” I brushed her hair. “Give Adelaide and me an hour and a half? Be here with coffee. You can use my debit card. It should tap but if it asks you for a code, 1397. Just make a square.”“You’re a square,” Adelaide said and roughed up my hair.“OK,” Jess. To explain, Dennis was a bit of a techy and he had installed cameras around the house. Ostensibly for security but Jenny knew he liked to look at her and she played to his fetish whenever she had the chance. Susan was a little surprised but whispered to Jenny “this could have amazing possibilities” as she went back to look at Mrs Potts at the door. She wasn’t alone her son Barry was with her and Jenny remembered he sometimes came to help Dennis with some odd jobs out in the garden and around. "I said there were no women in high-level positions," I affirmed. "That is different from lacking control. The woman in question is the ex-wife of the man who runs the betting syndicate Leo Gomez was involved with. She is firmly in control of her ex-husband and therefore firmly in control of his operations." She's his ex-wife for fuck's sake," Janet bristled. "How is she in control of her ex-husband?"Janet was tired and she had been through a lot. I was still getting irritated."Exactly," I. When I finally came, I insisted that she allow me to wipe the shit from her ass.She was crying now. I zoomed in close on her face to capture her expression. I made my little sister stand up as I slowly wiped her ass. I took my time. I soon discovered it's not easy to wipe another person's ass effectively."Ewww, Susan your ass is kind of nasty. I think you'd better let me wash it for you."She was sobbing hysterically now. I soaped up a washcloth and spread her cheeks wide open. As I drizzled her.