”Nancy merely nodded, but remained silent. She didn’t want to further incite Beulah by defying her. The Negro maid was causing Nancy to have the s...trangest feeling in her belly that weren’t altogether unpleasant despite her plight. The girl detective would rather die than surrender to her tormentor.“I’ll guess we’ll have to stop or someone else will wonder what we’re up to. You don’t want anyone else to catch us playing girl games, do you. It’s times like this that I wished I had a dick. I’d be. She had been toiling on this for some years, but only intermittently, for she had always been busy with her syndicated columns and magazine articles. But now the only demand on her time was her work as a domestic helper, and this was less than forty hours a week, leaving her with plenty of time on her hands for other things. The only writing that interested her now was historical writing - her first love. Freed of almost all other obligations, she was able to throw herself into the Grindlewald. I knelt down between her legs and kissed slowly from her knee down to wear the hips and torso connect. I started with one side and then dragged my tongue across the top of her pussy, barely missing her clit, and then repeating the process on the other side. Alex was writhing on the floor. "I can't take anymore! Just eat my fucking pussy!." She screamed. I couldn't say no to that, so i spread her wet lips open and licked from her pussy whole all the way up to her clit. She sighed with pleasure. “Who was that,” Tonya asked.“My boss, he has a gig to offer me,” I explained.“Is it out of town?” she asked.“They always are,” I admitted.“I’ll miss you,” she commented.“Good,” I said.Tonya had started to come over almost as often as Sarah spent the night away. I couldn’t tell if she was less abrasive, but she did appear happier. I really hated to admit it, but I was getting bored. It was almost like being married again. Marriage just never was a good fit for me. It was like a size medium tee.