M was still whisking dust off the crates and hadn't noticed anything— yet. I turned my attention back to the ants, wondering if I should tell Mr. M ...about them or not. If I didn't tell him, they could damage his home. If I told him, he would want to kill them. Ordinarily, that would be the easy choice to make. But Mr. M might ask me to help with the extermination— and these ants were likely related to the ones in my room, the ones which were a constant source of peace and calm over the last two. "What the fuck is going on, honey?" It's okay, honey." Jenny replied nervously. "I told you I had to make a deal. I don't want Steph to go with them. I don't know of any other way. I'm going to go with Conrad. I am hoping he will flit off to another idea soon."Joe turned and watched as Jenny opened the screen door and walked out the back to where the men were getting drunk. Slowly, he followed, not knowing quite what to expect."Okay, baby, show us what you got." Again, Jenny tried to take. As your body came lower, my glans slowly parted your sopping wet pussy lips and I slipped most deliciously inside of you once again. You began a slow and sinuous movement that soon had you gasping and moaning, and me struggling to keep my pleasure levels high without cumming too soon.But somehow though, I managed it. I kept myself close to the edge of orgasm, and with your wonderful help, I was able to move up and down around that limit without crashing over the edge. Gosh, Emily, how beautiful. Lisa smiled at Julie when she noticed her staring at her."I can never get it to come out so nice," the redhead sighed."All it takes is practice," Lisa replied with a smile. "And if you want to practice you can come make me omelets any time you want," she teased with a wink, her eyes sparkling merrily."Maybe I just might do that," Julie replied, though her cheeks were quite red."Go, sit," Lisa ordered, ignoring Julie's red cheeks, something the redhead was extremely grateful for.As she brought.