Mildred turned her weapon, twisted it until it was squashed against Mabel's clitoris. She saw the cook become tense."You like having your pussy sucked... off, don't you, Mabel?" Mildred tormented."Uuuuh, yes--aah, yes, Ma'am!" Mabel groaned. The leather butt was titillating her clitoris, bringing on early thrills."You like what I'm doing?" Mildred asked in a whisper.She pressed the leather gently against the head of the clitoris, dragged it down, pushed up with careful, skillful movements.Mabel. Strong enough to take on a bunch of werewolves. Then an idea hit me. If I could take on a bunch of dudes, what about two women?“We could cover her scent up,” I said. Dana growled and foxy cocked her head quizzically. “Now hear me out Dana,” I said raising my hands up.“I can’t believe you would suggest that.”Foxy blushed and we both looked at her. “Why not? It’s obvious she wants you and it works,” I said. I looked to Dana. “You mean you want us to?”“Yeah. I can handle myself smelling like you,. Steve slept well that night and awakened with an appetite he'd thought gone forever."Hi, sugar, how're you doing?" Just fine, Elaine," Steve responded. "How 'bout you?" Good, good," she said with a gentle smile. The tall, slender blond gave Steve a quick peck on the cheek and a chaste hug before sitting down on the other side of the table."So... how goes the war with the wayward spouse?" Steve asked tentatively.He and the wife of the man Barbara had had an affair with had gotten into the habit. I need to decide what to do about your slutty little girlfriend.”Barbara Jean was near tears, “Please, Mr. Johnson. Please I know it was wrong, but Todd wanted to put it in my pussy, and I told him no. He offered a compromise. He would rub my clit if I gave him a blow job.”“So, you’re trying to blame this on Todd?” he asked her.“Well, no, I was just explaining that, while it was wrong, we did make a better choice than we could have,” she explained.“I see. And did my son rub your pussy for you?”.