Ginger wore a tiny super thin white tank top, and some boy shorts that made her ass look even bigger, and gave her a massive camel toe. She had her ha...ir in pigtails."I just got back from giving Natalie some breakfast" Ginger said "She said that you were an absolute gentleman last night." Looking right at me."She's a sweet girl, I am just looking out for her."After breakfast, we measured up again, but there were no further size differences. We all breathed a sigh of relief upon that. Bellas other hand came to my pants and unbuckled and unzipped, leaving me with just boxers and I found myself with my back to the wall. Bella said something but whatever trance I was in didnt allow any verbal communication. Without warning I felt her lips wrap around my head and she took my cock in her mouth. She put most of it in her mouth and then pulled out, stroking with her hand to get my dick wet. She licked under from the base to the tip, and then put it back in her mouth giving a soft. Would you like that dear? Your Mistress has trained you so well, she should be proud of her efforts. Would you like to come and service us for the weekend?” “Oh, yes please.” “Then it’s settled. We can make the arrangements with your Mistress. But for now , it’s time that we get back to our party. I’m certain you’ll have other guests to attend to.” With that, she was dismissed. Isabella pressed a button near the bedside and the door opened. An escort was there with a robe and took her back to. “Well, I’d put my money on petroleum products. If I wanted to mess up someone’s brakes, I’d reach for the grease can. HEY! How are the pads held on? If there’s a bolt holding them, or even rivets, they’d be counter bored into the rubber, so as not to rub on the tire. Those counter bores would be ideal places to hide grease. It would be a pain in the ass to do, though. You’d have to take the wheel off, stuff the hole, or holes, with grease, then put the wheel back on, and that means having to.