She knelt down and kissed Mistress Miller’s toe, “May I beg the Mistress to let me ask her a question?”Mistress Miller nodded curtly.“I do not... know how to make a martini and I would not want to make a mistake.”Mistress Miller turned to Master Frank and they agreed that Kim be accompanied by his slave, who was called Thomas. As Thomas began to expertly make up the cocktail Kim could not help asking Thomas,“So do you and Frank do these games often?”Thomas shook his head, “This is not a game.”Kim. It was wonderful."You have got to try his omelet, Marty," Grace said with admiration.His are worlds better than mine.Martha looked to Jessie who smiled at Grace's compliment as he preparedto cook Martha's breakfast. Martha smiled back and watched him work fora few moments. His hair had been brushed and the nightie and robe fitbeautifully. He was a picture-perfect little housewife.Grace watched her friend and smiled. Martha was obviously smitten withJessie. That was nice. "I hope you like the. She stopped abruptly and pushed me back, right onto an oversized recliner I had in my room. She quickly kneeled down in front of me, she spread my legs open and began to lick the head of my cock, running the tip of her tongue along the rim of my cock’s engorged head. Her teasing was driving me crazy and she knew it. Then, once I didn’t think I can take anymore, she took her brother’s boner into her mouth, all the way to my balls. While my big thick cock was down her throat she did this. Two telephone solicitors and then a mans voice followed the time stamp for yesterday, "I'll be there at 5 Babe. Are we staying in or going out? Give me a call." Another solicitor and then a mans voice with today's time stamp, "Yo Bev. I got the beer and the condoms. I'll see you at 4. Bye." A woman's voice was next, "Beverly, you slut. Did you have to take both of them? God, I was hoping I'd get the cowboy. Call me."I looked at my watch, it was 1:15 and 'beer and condom boy' was due at 4 so Bev.