‘Don’t worry,’ she whispered as the two elderly workers paused at the door, unsure whether to disturb them. They’d booked the room out for a m...eting that was already late. ‘I can tell from your eyes that you want me,’ the redhead told him, seconds before she pulled open the door. ‘And just so you know, the feeling is mutual…’ *** Katie Nichols was in turmoil. Over the man she was beginning to develop feelings for. That thought frightened her. She was, or had been, Alistair Brinkley-Jones’. "Her tits lifted and I heard her spit. I felt her fingers rub my stretched sissy hole. I moaned and pushed back but she moved her fingers. "Oh, someone is feeling slutty today! Tell me what you want!"I mumble, "make me your bitch..." Louder and like a girl you whore!" she shouts.I pause for a moment, swallow, then shout in a feminine voice, "MAKE ME YOUR BITCH!!!" Good girl." she said. Then she pushed my red face back into Mistress Heather's pussy. I felt something rub my ass and then my. .I said i would come over and pick her up .. saying id love to see her tipsy and in a little black dress and stilletos .. I dared her to toand bring her toys if she was naughty and shaz said ok .. i got showered and dressed in t shirt and shorts and set off .. as i was driving i got the messages saying she had drunk one .. then two and now on the 3rd can of cider .. which got my mind wandering as been out and had a drink with her before and she always more adventurous when she drinks ... I. Theresa giggled.“You are going to need a shower now with all that syrup she just smeared on your face,” Aubrey laughed at Ramie. “Now sit down and eat.”“Gonna need a shower anyway as sweaty as we got already.”“Stinky!” Theresa giggled, holding her nose.“That’s the smell of money, honey,” Ramie said. “Unlike when you get stinky. Let’s finish up your pancakes. Did you save me some?”“Mom Au cooked.”“Well, I better kiss the cook, hadn’t I?” Ramie kissed her wife and sat with the rest of the family.