Parting further, I am rewarded with the beautiful sight of her puckered hole clenched tightly against all intruders. I long to lean close, tongue outs...retched, and prepare her with quick short flicks that will make her gasp in surprise, and when I stop, whimper for more. Pouring warmed lubricant between her ass cleavage, I watch a slippery bead of clear lube roll slowly over her anus before mixing with her excitement and dripping to the sheets between her parted thighs. I think much more is. " Yes, Master."Arleen soon returned with two glasses of water."Pour one in her bowl," ordered Thomas.The waitress opened her mouth, but thought twice, and poured the glass into one of the two attached bowls.The slave started trying to lap it up, but found it difficult. "Could I have a straw?" she asked softly.Arleen, who had been watching the girl, rapt, looked up at the man."Give her a straw," he told her.She hurriedly grabbed a straw out of her apron, and bent over to hand it to the. You really hit the jack-pot with this one." He says standing back up. He walks out the door and opens the trunk of his car. Me and Jake are just standing there baffled as he walks in with a big box and sets it on the counter. He turns and just smiles at us. "These are my toys." His grin widens with each word. The thought that he didn't lock the door started running around in my head. "Tim, and Jake can you make sure all of the doors are locked?" I ask them. As they go lock all the doors, I get. Terry had seen me about maybe 6 or 7 times out on the common and proved it by stating what I had worn each time, where I’d gone with David and what I’d done. From the bedroom in his house, he could see when we were going out and he soon knew what I was wearing was a key signal also the times that I went out. That morning they had borrowed the scout’s uniforms as neither of them was a real scout and summoned up the courage to call on me and maybe get a sight of me close up and personal.Of course.