The chef, in a tall white hat, almost ran to me and hugged me as soon as we entered. He said, "I'm so glad you'll allow me to feed you and your friend..., Mr. Johnson. I've made some special dishes everyone will enjoy."Etta mentally noted to me, "That guy loves you, Chuck. He's not even gay and he'd have your baby. What's the story?"I told Etta vocally, "Someone was beating him up a long time ago, and I stopped it, Etta. That made him think I'm some kind of hero, and he has acted this way since. She was in 7th heaven…. A smile of relief showed on her face… her cum was on half of my face. She saw it and took me up and started licking my face. She cleaned all cum on my face making wet all over…She then scratched my shorts and took the boss out and started rubbing it while kissing me madly… she was stroking it harder and harder… I got hotter and stepped kissing and pulled her down…. she got my dick hold and put it in her mouth deep inside…I started fucking her mouth without mercy holding. I bet that cunt is a little sore. Right?" Then just as he filled her throat with cum he pinched her nose shut so she had to swallow every drop.He then brought out a huge strap on but it was reversed to fit in her once he put it around her waist. He shoved it in her ass then fastened it tight around her waist. he then sat her up so she was sitting on the big plug in her ass which was now completely in her. He grabbed the bat again and sprayed oil on it but this time the thick end. Then he. Her feet were curled up underneath her as they came home, an hour late, Cindy looking like she was drunk. “The k**s are sound asleep,” she said to Cindy, but she passed her by, murmuring something unintelligible. Michael looked at her, mouthing the words to her that made her wet. “She’s drunk, I’ll be down in a few minutes.”Michael put Cindy to bed, not sure why she drank so much tonight, but she fell into bed, not a whimper out of her within seconds. He waited, but she didn’t move. He kissed.