I thanked John for catching her and i tried to help my drunken wife to our front door. John asked if i needed a hand and then my mind went into overdr...ve i said yes please as i will struggle getting her upsatairs.He said hold on a second i'll just put the dog in the house and returned to help me with Diane we managed to get her upstairs quiet easily condsidering her drunken state and we went into our bedroom. I said we'll just put her on the bed so we lay her on the bed with her legs hanging. Mistress Swift, an aging beauty herself, often compared by boring men to Mimi Rogers, dresses sensibly in a short skirt revealing her long, slender legs and a V-cut blouse that shows off an ample pile of her milky white breasts (enhanced from C to double D with a little bit of Paisley super science). She meets the girls at the Paisley airport and with them boards the plane for Monster Island. The island is located in the North Atlantic far away from shipping lanes. Paisley super science has. " He said quietly to me. "I - I don't know what all you had in mind but why not let her go and I'll stay." And you can fuck me instead?"He hesitated. "Yeah." You want to fuck my pretty pink pussy instead of hers?"He shivered. "Your ... Uh. Yeah, ok."I had to chuckle. "You weren't sure, were you? Are you wearing an undershirt?" I pulled off his button down to find a white teeshirt beneath. "Too classic!" I lifted the tee, showing his chest to the camera. "Angel, get on the bed. Kneel, in front. "He seems to have weightier things on his mind. That's why I hired you." That will take months!" she said, a little breathlessly."Employment usually lasts months," I pointed out. "Some people work at the same job for years." I smiled at my clever response.She turned to me. Whether it was fear, or a good challenge, or whatever emotion that desk caused, her nipples were standing up again. I caught myself licking my lips, but I don't think she noticed."I don't feel so bad now," she said."What?".