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Sheila trembled and swayed to my vertical massage. She blinked, and her muscles tightened and relaxed as I applied the last of the lotion. My fingertips traced the outline of her mouth and the contours of her jaw before coming to rest on her shoulders. "Will there be anything else?" I raised a questioning eyebrow. "No, thank you. I'll take it from here," Sheila smiled and dismissed me from my chores. The bathroom game, as I came to call it, became the standard start of each tittyjob day. The unwritten rules were simple. I would do nothing overtly sexual. We pretended my application of bath lotion was purely functional and clinical, and she pretended not to be aroused. Thank God I was fully dressed. I leaked like a broken faucet at the end of each session. She got enjoyment from resisting, and titty fucking I gained pleasure from persisting. Other than the kinky start to my work day, I found the position as her assistant to be both fascinating and challenging as I did my best to anticipate her administrative needs. Through observation and experience, I learned to appreciate her organizational skills Sheila took her responsibilities as the colony's leader seriously. Had she been a man in the army, I had no doubt organizational skills would have propelled her through the ranks to become a two or three-star general. Chapter 30 The Society of Sisters and their compound at Liberty Mountain were the pride and joy of Sheila's existence. She devoted almost every waking hour toward her mission of building an organization that could withstand anything the apocalyptic whims of fate might send our way. The colony's boss was an innovator who served both as a leader and also as a follower. Like the Caesars of old, she had the authority to issue any order necessary to secure the safety of the group. Unlike the dictators of ancient Rome, her authority was derived from a five-woman executive committee which had the ability to instantly countermand any given order and could remove busty Sheila from her leadership position without notice. The ex-com's conduct was kept in check by the Society's membership. Under the Society's charter, any five members of the clan could call a snap election and reshuffle the power deck. The colony was a compact dictatorship driven by pure democracy. It reminded me of a snake from ancient mythology devouring its own tail. The net effect of the dynamic, big natural boobs interdependent tension within their compact organizational structure was a remarkably stable form of self-government. Sheila had served as the chief executive officer since the group's inception. I was ready to throw myself into the paper shredder head first after spending the first three days organizing Sheila's notes and files. "What's the matter; you're awfully quiet?" Sheila asked as she dropped another stack of documents on the desk in front of me. "I hate paperwork. Is the stable boy position still open?" I forlornly stared at the mountain of paper as I leaned back in my chair and took a deep sigh. "You would rather shovel manure than do paperwork?" Sheila inquired with a sly grin. I shrugged my shoulders and chuckled as I studied the tits folder in my hands and tried to figure out which paper pile was its home. They both stood, eying him over with a pitying gaze and after a moment the guard moved to unlock the cell before walking away, clearly knowing the former Prince Belind offered no threat to the girl who now entered his tiny cell. Moving to engage the closer beast. My body trembled and I groaned "I'm cumming!" as I exploded into busty Rachel's awaiting mouth! Nothing she could do was good enough for him. She rolled her eyes and smiled at me. More cracking of twigs and an unladylike series of creative explicatives followed, and suddenly horse and rider broke into the clearing. After they thinned She said "this time ve careful to drop all in pussy or asshole, start by licking my pussy" Susan went to let the lady in. A few seconds later, they were pulling one of the dining room chairs tits out onto the balcony. There were no overt signs of drug usage. "Mmmmm. I told him and then told him what Karen had said about guests being able to spank me. big natural boobs Why I added that part I will never know. I tittyjob doubt this is the last time I hear from titty fucking them. “Woah there Mr. Judgmental, let’s not jump to conclusions. The bed creaked beneath me as I squirmed. Her dress is hanging loosely now, exposing her black bra and cleavage as the clasp holding it around her neck has broken from all of the action with David.