Steve withdrew his toe, allowing her pussy to shoot cum straight toward him. When it landed on his cock and upper legs, Steve's cum shot straight up i...to the air, landing on his midsection and chest, mixing with Leann's fluids. Though they were both still catching their breath, the girls quickly scrambled to Steve, licking the mixture of male and female cum from his body like they were starving. Kelly concentrated on his chest, while Leann licked his legs and crotch clean, paying special. Where did you get the harness for her?” Jake asked.“The man next door works leather. He makes safety harnesses and other things. He made it for me. Gave it to her as a gift. Said I had to tell anyone else who wanted an eel harness where I got it. “Gerald’s Fine Leather.” His shop is in the main market.”Jake smiled. “I’ll tell him you referred me when go by there later. Does it work?”“You mean the ring here.” he pointed to the ring. “Yea, she wasn’t happy. Rachel insisted I use it when we left. I leaned over to the dresser and pulled out a pair of nylon stockings, rolling them up my legs one by one. The feeling sent a shiver of excitement down my body, making me feel sensual and feminine. I knew what I needed next and leaned down under the bed to grab my black platform heels, slipping my toes into the shoes and standing up to admire myself."You look so fuckable!" I said to myself in a high pitched voice.I wiggled my ass as I tiptoed over to the wardrobe, grabbing my sexy V-neck lace. "Is Congressman Bustamante married?"He turned to look at me, puzzlement written large across his face. "No, divorced. His wife was a Columbian refugee... damn, what was her name? Cruz. That was it. Josephina Cruz-Bustamante. Mean something to you?" Yeah, I think so. Our buddy up there is the father of the man who was making my sister's life a living hell. And the son had ties to the Columbian drug cartels."Jones' face went hard. "That makes things rather interesting." Yeah, doesn't it?"I sat.