Amanda (see Our Cleaner) if you remember is a single parent with two lovely girls just nicely at school age which makes out meets easier. However, one...day she called me to say she needed urgently. Shoot went my heartbeat, what’s this about? So, I said I would call in on my way to work the next day. She was OK about that. Amanda was in her dressing gown when I walked in looking a little pensive. “Sit down” she half-halfheartedly commanded so I did so alongside waiting for what bombshell she may. The useless green talking feather duster is a vulgar sexist objectifier of women! Unfortunately, the Equal Employment Opportunity Commission has ruled, perhaps regrettably, that a Parrot cannot legally held responsible for sexual harassment in the workplace. For starters, he’s not a paid employee and on the other hand he was a direct gift from Her Majesty Queen Ele’ele and her royal consort King Renwick of Poravuvu. Diplomatic niceties and all of that other stuff.” I gestured apologetically. Ronnie was frustrated and stuck a finger through the short-shorts leg hole into Jamie's pussy. She kept pushing at it, stretching the leg as far to one side as possible. Finally Jamie shifted a bit and a bit of her pussy showed in the leg hole. Ronnie bit at the cloth and found the tip of her clit exposed enough to flutter with her tongue. Ronnie worked her thumb in the crease of her ass to push at her little hole through the cloth and it served to pull the crotch away a bit further as well.. “No teasing” she said “Just eat me. Now”. I could tell from the way she was breathing she was loving what she was seeing as I buried my tongue between her delicate, slippery folds. I told her to describe what she was seeing which she did in breathy gasps. “The first girl, the one being eaten, is tall, blond and has quite small perky tits. She is on her back with her knees off the bed and is pulling on her own nipples. Like this” and she started playing with her tits. “Her pussy is completely.