Mistress," replied Jordan. Jordan was struggling to maintain her control over her body, as she felt Ebony's fuckpole pulsing inside of her like a dyn...amo. "You can stop the act, Jordan," replied Ebony. "I've already spoken to both Tiffany and Barocca. They told me all about how you nearly lost control when you saw them during the milking ritual. Isn't that right, slut?" "Yes, that's true," answered Jordan. She lifted her eyes to meet Ebony's gaze directly."That's more like it, girl," said. They weren’t going to tackle that large of a weekend again, for a while. It was almost more than they could handle.Cathy and Sandra were looking at the stack of money on the table. The majority of money they collected was in the form of one dollar bills, but there was almost $280 in change. It was huge pile of money though. Looking at the small stack in front of them and the large stacks in front of Benny and Tim, they felt a little cheated. It was human nature.Counting off two hundred dollars,. Turnquist said, "Chrissy Darling, My maid and I want to give you a bathso that you are nice and clean before you go to bed and Christine you arewelcome to join us."Chrissy said, "Yes Grandmamma, I will love that and Christine please sayyou will join us."I said, "I would love to join you in a bath Chrissy."********************************************************Chrissy:I was wondering how James was doing and asked mommy if we could phoneKaren and find out. Mrs. Turnquist said that we were. She unfolded herself and stood up at her first sight of me. "Honey! Oh, darling! I heard you coming in, and I've been waiting! How is my girl today? Did she enjoy herself? I see you're still wearing that hairdo you'd planned for the Farewell Ball. You must have looked darling last night! You wore it all the way back on the plane too? Oh, sweetheart, that was brave! Each time you come back less and less afraid to be yourself! Of course an upswept hairdo isn't what I'd choose for you,.