" "Can you taste him?" she asked."Yes, Mistress." Good. Get used to it. I intend to have you cleaning up after him several times a week if I can arran...e it." Your wish is my command." Keep working that tongue of yours, slave, and I don't mean by talking." Yes, ma'am."She squeezed her thighs together to shut me up, and then grabbed a handful of my hair and jerked hard on it, letting me know that she was getting impatient and wanted me to continue servicing her with my tongue. I focused my. Her hand was soft, very warm and smooth. So tiny. I heard a far away voice saying, "I'm Gavin O'Rourke. Glad to meet you." Me too." She swept up her papers and smiling over her shoulder, strode purposely from the room.Back in my office I stared through the glass down the hallway imagining her figure striding away. Her office must be on this floor.Getting hot for a co-worker is dumb, dumb, dumb. I should forget about trying to get something started. I should have followed my own advice. I am. Her stomach still full and disturbed by her foul drink Iliafray obediently began to lick up the urine from her matriarch’s legs before raising herself up leaning on the arms of the chair while carefully keeping her eyes downcast , she began to lick at the matriarch’s rather small breasts discovering a tacky liquid with a coppery taste splattered all over them, another unpleasant taste and one she recognise blood, human blood in all probability it seemed that her Matriarch had come here straight. ” She agreed that was fair.Then Kris asked, “If I could watch her getting fucked by some guy with a big dick or her giving some guy a blow job and watch him shoot his load all over her.”I said, “I would love to watch her have a huge screaming orgasm. Or take a big load of cum in your mouth and watch some of it drip out on to her tits.”Kris agreed it would be an interesting night.At this point, I should probably tell you more about Kris. My wife is about five-feet-seven-inches with double D.