Come eat me, whore. Don’t stop until you give me an orgasm as good as Daddy does. Fuck me with your fingers and your tongue and whatever you’ve ...got, put it all in my pussy. Do it, whore!” Cassy could hardly believe she was saying these things to her own mother, but it was a game, wasn’t it, and didn’t Mommy want her to be this way? Yes! Yes and oh my god I’m so hot right now! Janice leaned over the girl, ran her hands up the PJ leg, rubbed her breasts over Cassy’s crotch. She pulled the. .and....Charlie I don'tneed to know how. Bye," Auntie B finished the conversation and hung up."Jerry, get moving and find that horny little shit Hillary, my so calledson, and bring his punk ass to me! Also, call Carlito and tell him I havean emergency and to get the jet ready. I'll need him and six of histoughest men with me tonight," he said furiously to his assistant who wassitting in front of the desk."Blackmail me will they! I don't think so!" he said as Jerry left theroom.OoooSeveral. Smoked sausages ... and a jug of cool spring water."He sat patiently but Miri was still nervous. She just couldn't bring herself to go out there.The tree cutter, however, was not done. "Oh, how silly of me," he began, acting as if he had forgotten something. Quickly grabbed two other things from the basket, he held them up in my hands. "Would it help if I said I have cups?"He looked so silly, waving the cups in the air and wiggling his eyebrows. Miri couldn't help but giggle."Aha!" he. “‘Llita, go see what they’ve brought for you.”Donna turned back to Yan.“So, like lacy underthings, the shorts serve their purpose, and are removed. If I know our husband, he’s already peeled them off Evangeline.“Thank you by the way for tending to the measurements and such.”“Not me, sister-wife. Thank the staff. Hardly the first time such a request has been made. The hard part was our shoppers adding these micro-skirts to the order in the short amount of time they had.”“Well, they’ve done a.