Fucking grils chat. Go, wash and cook my breakfast. Coffee and sandwiches.
- Thank you! – I said, when crawled out from under the blankets, thanking her for what she let me lick her vagina.
- And alive! – She demanded, stretching sweet and fitting to me.
- I am now. – Hastily I said, really slowly.
Prepare breakfast, I was all neatly on a tray and carried into the hall, her mistress.