I’ll just nip to the shop and grab some. Can you keep an eye on the BBQ, make sure it doesn't get out of hand?” Andrew laughed. “Sure thing man....” Andrew left to replace the beers. I turned to Laura and she burst out laughing. Her tits jiggled as she laughed and I couldn't help but look. “Look… Look in the cupboard… Under the sink…” Laura said between her bouts of laughter. I went into the kitchen and looked to find a half dozen bottles of beer just laying there. I went back into the garden. I fixed up a time to meet her and took Lydia with me. The meeting lasted close to four hours, when Lydia told all what had happened to her at her husband’s house. Asha, who is the lawyer, assured her that she will work on this case and will get her the divorce at the earliest.We came back late evening. Too tired to cook, I took her out to the Grand Marata for a leisurely dinner. Lydia had taken a glass of wine too many and she was boisterous.I helped her to the car and then to the flat and put. She reveled in the warm, salty musk. She licked the droplets that were still coming out of the head, making sure she had all of it. Then she moved up to show her husband. He enjoyed watching her swallow his cum, and it would help him get hard again faster. She held her mouth open for him, just like the porn stars do, then she closed her lips and swallowed, only to open it again to show the cum was gone.Jeff grabbed his wife and threw her down on the bed. Climbing on top of her, he kissed her.. A few minutes after sending the pictures, his phone rang and it was My Master. “Hello Stan.” “Yes, arrived safe and well.” “Yes, she told us when she met us she had a task.” “Yes, she told us that we were allowed to be pleasured by her.” “We have a friend here too.” “Yes, she is standing here.” “Ok then,” he put the phone on speaker. “Hello,” I smiled hearing My Masters voice. “Hello my Master.” “How’s my slut?” “Good thank you Master, how is Master?” “Master is well. Is My slut enjoying.