”Stacy said, “I dare you to lick my pussy for a whole minute.”Mom looked at Stacy as if she were crazy. Stacy stood up and removed her pants and...panties before sitting down, spreading her legs, and leaning back.Mom took a big gulp from her wine bottle, then leaned in and started licking Stacy’s pussy. Sixty seconds later Terri said, “Time.”Mom took several more licks before she sat up.Mom looked straight at me and said, “I Dare you to lick my pussy.”Stacy started to remind Mom about asking. The painting was in an inexpensive plain frame. Saying nothing, she brought the portrait over to where I was seated, handed it to me, and disappeared down the hallway.It was a portrait of -- me. Well, the new, improved me. Young Karl.I wasn't all that accustomed, just yet, to examining my own new appearance, but I'd had all day to get more-or-less familiar with the new me, and this -- this painting -- was dead-on!But when had she had time to paint it? I had seen Ellie, earlier that day, at the. His lazy smile was lopped sided but he nodded his head in understanding. We stood there in a stand off. I mean how do you go from threatening to kill a man to inviting him inside? Somehow we seemed to size each other up making calculations that we could do great harm to one another. ‘I shouldn’t have just walked up to you. Let me make it up to you. My name is Mel I am sort of the caretaker of this place. I suppose you weren’t told about me? I am very gentle believe me. I saw the fire shoot from. I looked at Milka, who was cleaning herself off with some napkins. "How do I look?" she said. "Good! Should I go out and buy a new uniform?" I said. "No! I will order you a new one. Buck! You can't tell anyone about this. It's not right. I'm the manager. Your an employee. I had fun, but this was a one time thing honey." she said in a very sexy Latina accent.I shut her office door as I walked out into the kitchen. My cock was still hard as I went to punch out. I went straight home to take a.