Then I returned them to my aching pussy as my other hand started massaging my breasts. I heard Master take a deep breath. Master spread my legs wider.... ‘Open your cunt slut.’ I parted my lips so Master could see inside. ‘Look at all that juice. Only slutty girls have so much.’ Master dove in and started eating my dripping cunt. My head fell back. He expertly licked and sucked my pussy. I started pinching my nipples. ‘Close Master.’ ‘I know slut.’ Master started tonguing my clit. ‘You’re gonna. She kept looking at me and smiling and we talked about the house and my business.After dinner we settled into the living room and Sheryl cleared off the table and came back out and sat on the leather arm of Dave's recliner and looked at me across from them on the couch. I crossed my legs and poured the last of the red wine when Sheryl said "Dave says you both went on a service call earlier this week to Joann Wineski up the road. I drove by there house and your truck looked like it had been. Those bugs aren’t supposed to do that. They only do that if they are force-ably removed,” the AIC told his boss.“Basically what you are saying is that we don’t know if he was there all weekend or not, as you have no idea when the bug was separated from the vehicle,” Stone told him in an upset voice.“No, we don’t know where he really was all weekend other than in the apartment. Someone was there, but who? Maybe the bug fell off this morning, but we don’t actually know,” the Boston AIC agreed.. She ran a hand over Tony’s ass, and he left to check the generator. Rubbing Phoebe’s breasts simply caused the cook to spill some soup, which she cleaned up and then left to take a bath, alone. Even Malcolm wasn’t tempted when she found him in his study. Sitting on the desk in front of him, she innocently spread her legs wide and popped another button on her skirt, so that her shaved pussy was on open display. Neither love nor money could get her fucked, it seemed.Mid-afternoon things changed..