I alsoneed other services which I know you will enjoy." Arabella paused, asChris seemed to be gazing at her boobs. But she took hold of her pendant,wh...ch nestled in her bosom, and asked him if he liked it. Chris noddedand agreed that it was amazing. Arabella removed it from round her neck,and Chris continued to gaze at her tits.She dangled the crystal pendant in front of Chris, and let it sway backand forth. "If you know whats good for you, watch my pendant, not mytits, Chris. I want you to. “Besides, we aren’t talking about those kinds of services.”“What kind are we talking about?” Dexter asked.“Having our cell phones and handheld computers performing services for us,” Terrance answered.“So my cell phone is going to fill my gas tank?” Dexter asked.“No,” Terrance answered. “It will tell you things.”Dexter asked, “Like what?”“It will help you manage your time better. It will tell you if your plane is going to be late. It will make reservations for you at restaurants. It will tell. This only seemed to make you more determined to please me and you almost took my full slim 7′ all the way to the back of your throat before the gag reflex took over. This did not seem to deter you from your mission as you released my cock only long enough to take a deep breath and then you dove once again to take the shaft all the way in until my pubic hair tickled your nose. With one hand cupping my balls and the other pulling my ass to keep my cock deep in your mouth, you started to hum deep. “Perhaps we could make ourselves a bit more comfortable. Say, by removing our shoes so we do not scrape each other.”We worked on it. For once, corsets worked to our advantage. Neither Katie nor I could bend enough to remove our own shoes. Jason gallantly knelt before us as we sat in the fireside chairs and unlaced our shoes, as Katie and I giggled, and pulled our skirts up a little higher than strictly necessary. His touch, as he took our invitation to caress our calves and rub our feet, was.