Annette returns with lunch

Mindy breathed a sigh of relief as the familiar slim French face greeted her. She bounded for the door, facing the maid on her knees and spoke, "Welcome back, mistress!" in a more enthusiastic tone.

"Ah, pet, I hope I didn't make you worry. I brought back something for you to eat!" Annette said as she carried a tray with her. Mindy tried to peek over the tray to see what she had to eat, but it was too high for her to see on her knees.

Annette walked the tray over to a nightstand table next to a leather armchair. She sat in the chair as Mindy crawled up beside her. Now Mindy got a better view of her meal. It looked to be a bowl of chili with toast. Her belly rumbled again, giving away her desire. She turned to Annette expectantly, but didn't dare speak and ruin anything.

"You look very hungry, pet. Would you like something to eat?"

Mindy nodded vigorously.

"Well, let's start with appetizers then..." Annette reached over and picked up a packet on the tray that Mindy didn't notice before. It was a small single serve container of peanut butter. Annette peeled off her panties and hiked up her skirt, revealing a freshly shaven, flush pink pussy. The maid opened the packet and used a butter knife to spread the peanut butter over her mount, into her folds and wipes the remains over her inner thighs. She lay back in the chair, legs parted in front of Mindy, "Eat this up and you can have your food."

Mindy's eyes darted between the meal and the appetizer. She smacked her lips at the thought of peanut butter pussy and the reward at the end. The slave girl inched forward as the maid watched on. The blond opens her mouth and stuck out her tongue, sliding it along the French girl's inner thigh to an audible moan.

Mindy's tongue strokes were light at first, but soon became broader as Annette moaned encouragement. The maid's inner thighs were soon clean of peanut butter and wet from saliva. Mindy smacked her tongue as the build up of peanut butter was getting difficult to work with, but she foraged on, sealing her mouth over the brunette's mound and licking up the layer of condiment there. Her mouth drooled out as her tongue wiped about the toast topping until she cleaned her way down to the labia. Each inner fold was caked in peanut butter like icing. She had to slide her tongue up and down the crevice several times and then several times more to ensure it was clean. Each stroke sent shivers down Annette's spine as the maid struggled to stay in one spot, making it even more difficult for Mindy to work. She was fighting the peanut butter and mistress at the same time, darting her head back and forth, up and down to try and lick the right spot. Soon she found herself just licking at the pussy frantically, hoping to clean up something.

Annette's knees were up to her chest as she took short high pitched breathes. Her eyes were closed and her face was mashed up against the leather back of the chair. Her hips continued to swivel as Mindy fought it valiantly with her tongue. The slave then decided to press her face against the snatch and lick, leaving the hips little room to escape. Her tongue flicks sent the heaving maid up a higher decibel in moans. The maid's legs spread as her arms reached out to grab the arms of the chair. Her body spasmed as her mouth opened wide to an inaudible groan. Annette held this position, hips up in the air, pushing into Mindy's face, for a good long moment before collapsing on the chair again, sweat soaked and breathing heavily.

Mindy took the opportunity to clean off the remaining peanut butter residue to soft coos of her mistress. Mindy's face was covered in peanut butter but Annette's pussy was licked bare.