The house was spotless ... who cleaned? I searched ... nobody. Who ever did it had a job for life. One of the drawbacks of North Island ... When I was...done working ... I wasn’t. Same deal with the Basilisk ... I cooked and cleaned.When I came in the next morning Gonzalez was just finishing the conversion to propane. Propane is safer in confined and inadequately ventilated quarters.“Gonzalez!”“Sí, Patrón.”“Good man!”“Sí, Patrón.”The entire shop broke out into laughter.Now ... about this Patrón.. She stopped slapping her pussy and rested on the carpet with her other hand. Eventually ,with a bit of wiggling and repositioning of her knees and ever so gradually lowering her weight she could free her other hand again. Pressing down like that had a similar effect as what she was doing to little Emma in the path. Her pussy stretched upwards and her glistening, bright red clit peaked out eagerly.She drooled another huge globule of saliva and took to tapping it again. This time Emma yelped.. He'd escape.He didn't have any money or identification. That didn't matter. His first concern was to get away. His second was to use a little of what was in the bag.Watching the man disappear around a corner, Herman, the limo driver, asked, "What do you think are his chances?" He's going to binge, tonight. He'll never kick it," Adam said tiredly.Jeremy was convinced that he could control his drug use. For the first few days, he was euphoric and talked for hours on end about how he would start. I followed them, my cock pointing out the way.Sonia peeled off her body stocking and lay down on the silk sheets that Chloe had insisted that I buy. Chloe kissed her way down Sonia's body and buried her face between her thighs. Sonia moaned softly and brought her hand up to pinch her nipple. She stared into my eyes as she arched her back, desperately pushing herself into my girlfriend's willing mouth. Without realizing what I was doing, I started to stroke myself again.Panting slightly,.