She felt for my scrotum and I found myself lifting my hips to provide her better access.“That’s it” Connie encouraged into my ear, “You lick y...our wife’s ravaged pussy and if you’re a good boy, I’ll share all the naughty details with you.”I don’t know what happened to me, but knowing that I might learn the details, and hearing Connie call me a “good Boy” just seemed to release something in me. I moaned out and lapped at my wife’s now-dripping cunt like it was the provider of life. The more I. Her panty was dry all over apart from the crotch which was completely sodden wet. I sniffed it became aware that the crotch was smelling of the usual musky genital odor and soaked with her own juices. It was not a case of accidental soaking with water or anything else. She always had a yellow brown staining on her panty crotch but this time the stain was much more than usual. I was thoroughly intrigued. Just before bed time I drew Malvika close to me and ran my hand over her buttocks. She had a. Jones?”“To me, Jeeves; always to me. I am in charge, and will make all important decisions, understand?”“That is what I might expect, sir. I shall adhere to your desires in that regard.”“I pay for what I get, Jeeves. That means the power stays with me: got it?”“Of course, sir. A butler is there to ensure that the Master gets the quality of service he expects. Our company is renowned for its attention to detail. I shall have to compile a database of the household assets, and their value for. ‘No, no… I can touch you, but you can’t use your hands,’ she said, in a mockingly stern voice. I then felt a nipple slowly graze my face. So firm and supple, I quickly sat on my hands to fight off the urge to grab this woman. ‘You have some nice friends, they chipped in for a ‘special,” she whispered into my ear as her breasts rested just beneath my chin. ‘What’s a special?’ ‘Well, a special is like a regular, except for this,’ she said, lowering herself and drawing her breasts over my crotch..