As she kisses and licks your spine you bury your face in the pillow to muffle your excitement. You feel her crawl off of you and then you feel your ch...eeks spread. You try to look back when you feel the sticky substance and realize that she has rubbed cake all over your cake. She kisses and licks your cheeks before diving face first into your ass to lick the icing out. As you throw it back on her face she slides two of her petite fingers inside of you. Rubbing your g spot as if she had been. So far they were having absolutely no luck finding that person. Five days of interviews with some very qualified people had failed to find anyone who could handle the divine insanity that was G&P running at its best.Friday night found everyone meeting at Micky & Miguel's, an Irish pub and Tex-Mex restaurant on Austin Blvd. Margo had done her best den mother impersonation and called ahead to reserve a room.Margo felt sure she'd be first to arrive but when she was shown to the room she was. "You're home early!"Mr. Douglas informed him, "I work on the farm! I don't commute!"Alf joked, "You would if you had a larger farm (heh, hnh!)" The washer's buzzer buzzed.Oliver Douglas told the man opening the washer door, "You couldn't pay me enough to commute!" He had to look away from the frilly panties. "Why do you think I used to live on Park Avenue?!"Alf answered as he took out the laundry (starting with pair of tennis shoes), "Herh! I thought it was the other way around. If you moved. My skirt fell naturally into place, leaving us both looking more or less decent. Happy New Year, he said as he gave me a quick kiss on my cheek, turned and disappeared back into the crowd of people still on the footpath. I bent down, picked up my panties, and as I straightened I looked into the window on the shop door and saw the little red light blinking. It was their security camera, aimed full on at the spot where we had been so passionately engaged. Maybe if it was real and working the guy.