“But he had such a nice voice,” Amaya whispered in the early morning. He did have a nice voice. Deep, kind and just a little Southern, Amaya had w...rmed up to him instantly despite his strange commands. He was encouraging and he didn’t gloat at having her do things. Amaya felt like he was pulling for her, even though he was the one setting the game.“God, I must be lonely,” Amaya said. She reminded herself that this was just a game and that she was going to quit as soon as it got weird or. In my mind all I can think to myself is, “God I’m in trouble now, this girl is going to be trouble!” As the week went on I really didn’t see Crystal at all even with me going in and out of the house as much as I was going to the garage removing my grandparents things from the house. I thought that maybe I was in the clear and maybe I was over thinking that Crystal was going to be a problem, that was until I ended up going to the store to get some things for the house. When I enter one of. ’ ‘Really?’ If she dressed like this every day, I’d never get any work done at home. ‘What about Cat? She has a job already.’ ‘She took the day off,’ Jessica said, with a laugh and a shrug, as if that could possibly explain everything. We watched for a while longer. Apparently the two of them were prepared to clean the house in some kind of mad feather duster contest, just for the pleasure of knowing we were watching their tits jiggle and their pussies flash. Every now and then they dusted each. We then continued up the stairs and when we reached the bedroom, Lynette turned to me and gave me a deep and lasting kiss, her tongue was smooth as silk and moved sensually around the inside of my mouth. As we kissed, I felt Lynette undoing my trousers and freeing my now rampant cock from the constraints of my under pants. She then sank to the floor and put her tongue to work on the end of my cock. Gradually she took it into her mouth, slowly moving her moist lips back and forth along its.