My mind was working overtime. I had the same. Smelly food breath was the last thing I needed.We talked as though we had known each other for ever. She...told me all about her work, travelling the country buying chocolate for her employers shop, about her home, her family. I listened intently, taking in every word, thinking what a beautiful person she was, always happy, never complaining, her eyes sparkling as she moved them in time with her conversation, her sleek brown hair shimmering in the. "Bennie had told me to talk if we were asked. His reasoning is that, if the community wasn't friendly to women in equality, we would find out quickly. I stood and said, "I will give some history and tell you of how we are governed in Preservation and of our plans for the future."My name is Janice Mathews Sullivan and I'm with my husband, Bennie. We are from Preservation, a new community, located south and west of Atlanta. We started centered around the Mathews family, who were farmers. My. I wanna smell you’. Rolling my eyes (scent is such a huge thing for him, lol) I happily spin around and start to lower my soaking wet cunt onto him, and he wraps his arms around my rear and yanks me down to him face. I gasp a bit in surprise but then I hear him take a DEEP whiff of my cunt before I feel the licks start coming as his head rocks into my pussy a bit. Not wanting to shirk my duties, I take his curved cock in my hand, angle it towards my mouth, and get right back to work.Now, for. "Nothing, Master, I just really missed you. Everything is fine now," she said, her head buried in my chest. I put my arms around her, pushing the door shut in the process, and held her tight for several minutes until she felt better. Then taking her by the hand, I walked with her to the sofa and sat down pulling her into my lap the way she liked sitting, straddling me and facing me."Now that you feel better, why don't you explain this very warm hello? Why did you miss me so much this week?" I.