“He’s going to be a lot sicker when he hears about missing this delivery,” Steve said as I stepped onto the landing. “Really?” I asked inno...cently. He nodded and winked. I shuffled the money and looked up at Steve. “This is really embarrassing. I don’t have enough money here for a tip.” Steve must have thought I was serious because he immediately said it was okay. “Oh no. No it’s not. I just have to do something for you,” I said pointedly as I licked my lip suggestively and stepped close. She turn and saw me watching her, I was embarrassed and turned my head. But she smiled and stood in front of me, her legs parted to display herself.“I am a slave Sir; there is no need to turn away. I have no rights over my body. Stare at me is you want; you saved my life, you have every right to.”I looked again at her and my desire grew, as did my penis. She watched the movement under my tunic and knelt in front of me; her fingers were cold but her mouth was warm and pleasing. She let her. ?Helen and I met at the house at one point and Sally was not there. I did not think anything of it. The house was coming along really well and most of the heavy construction was done. The fun part was about to begin. At least according to Helen. She suggested a Saturday to start going to department and furniture stores to pick out furniture and so forth. We had dinner together that evening and decided the following Saturday would work for both of us. I asked if Sally would be coming along and. The lovemaking lasted for another several hours, and by the end of it, Steve was exhausted. He had come in each of them at least once - Michelle and Ariana had not protested, the latter stating that if she was pregnant it was too late now to change anything, the former saying if she wasn't, then perhaps a few more shots from Sir Sausage's Mighty Sword would make sure she was. Steve had to admit, there was something exciting about the thought of coming in her, trying to put a baby into her.