Have him draw her a bath

Dale licked around his mouth, licking the taste of his Mistress as well as his cum juices from them after cleaning her. The beer that was left was now warm, she had thought about sending him for ice again but decided that she would go herself. She slipped into her jeans, and placed her security polo back over her head and pulled it down. The bucket for ice in hand as she turned and looked to him. "Prepare me a bath slut, when I return It will be almost ready correct ?"

Dale nodded his head as he was finally able to catch his breaths, "yes Mistress slut will have it prepared for when she returns." Dale dropped his eyes as she knelt there on the floor, his face glistened from his nose to the tip of his chin with his own saliva as well as their cum.

Syn tucked in her shirt, not bothering to place her shoes on she pads out the door ice bucket and ley in hand heading along the cement walkway to the ice machine. She turned the corner and nearly bumped into a young brunette wrapped in a men's dress shirt a few times to big. Syn thought she looked about nineteen, if that even but she was cute with her perky features.

They exchanged a bit of conversation, and Syn realized she was just a bubbleheaded girl, that did sex for money, a cute young hooker that needed to pay her rent. The girl said her name was Sunny, like the sunshine as she headed in the same direction as Syn was. Syn stopped at the room door and noticed that Sunny was the girl moaning next door and laughed.

Sunny looked to her in a quizical way as she opened the door to her room, holding the soda in one hand and the key in the other while her foot proped open the room door giving Syn a peek in at the bed. Syn nearly shit when she saw her husband looking back at her, locking eyes.