I was cutting it close, knew I had to ask quickly, but that damn tongue kept interfering, kept distracting me. I closed my eyes part way and groaned a...ain, louder. Damn she was good. I held my breath, opened my eyes and looked at you, making my plea. "Master, may I please cum?" A groan pierced the room."Master, oh please! May I cum for you?" That should do it. That should please you."No." Shit." I groaned again, but refused to close my eyes -- refused to take my eyes off you. That tongue was. ..” she said barely making enough room for him to pass. Their bodies brushed as he entered the living room, and as she felt his hard muscles ripple she moaned softly in anticipation of what laid ahead.Inside he told her his name was Luigi, she paid cash for the delivery and the offered him a glass of wine. After a bottle of vintage between them, the atmosphere became much more relaxed. Leticia asked if he’d care to dance with her and Luigi accepted; she closed the d****s, turned down the lights. Then they spread tablecloths over them. They also attached restraining devices in different locations to each table. They were going to have lots of fun tonight, and since the guys from the animal house would join them they would make some additional money.Once they had everything ready, Linda went to get Tracy. She found the little slut standing just as they had left her, standing out in broad daylight, legs spread, and arms straight out. Linda felt her body and found that it had dried nicely,. . family situation.”“Okay, Brad,” Jennifer responded. Then she remembered something.“Oh, I am stopping at Mrs. Burton’s house on the way home today. She is hosting a drop-in for some of the secretarial staff, and Heather has asked all of the secretaries to show up and socialize at least for a little while.”When Brad did not say anything, Jennifer continued. “Evidently, Mr. and Mrs. Burton like to entertain the entire support staff once in a while, and this is one of the ways that they do this..