Chapter Thirty
Cleaning
Encouraging more intimacy, I have Muffin return Christy’s n****e tassels, instructing as the tiny fingers of the right hand, so nimble in milking p*****s, tenderly twirl the elastic as the fingers of the left pull to properly offer a length of flesh. Right n****e then left, Muffin playfully flicks, the feathery tassels flutter and Christy smiles as the pink flesh crinkles in response.
Prepared for chores, since there will be no visit to the beauty parlor, I have Christy do the laundry and give the house a thorough cleaning with Muffin assisting.
Muffin drained her thoroughly, the droplets of goo turning cloudy white as sperm drooled and drooled. Christy is now serene, suggesting post coitus tranquility, her hormones rebalanced. But of course, there was no clima
