’ It was obvious he needed somebody with him. His normal cheerful, confident manner had been replaced by the voice of an unsure and frightened young...man. ‘We’ll get there as soon as we can, Jamie… don’t worry… Michelle’s in good hands, they’ll sort it out. Everything will be fine.’ I just hoped my words sounded more convincing to Jamie’s ears than they did to my own. I hung up and turned to Bob whose face already bore the expression of somebody who knew things had suddenly taken a wrong turn.. There were no children to rouse the house early to see if Santa had been. It would be about half past seven to eight o clock before anyone stirred. So I got out of my bed, put on my dressing gown, crept along the corridor to the room where Rory was sleeping.I quietly turned the handle, opened the door and entered his room. He had not drawn the curtains and I could see by the moonlight that he was lying on his back in the middle of the double bed. I slipped of my dressing gown and slid in beside. “Does this give you a better idea?” he growled. I remained quiet as his hands found their way to my sides and underneath the apron. He grabbed on hard with one and slid the other down my thigh before bringing it back up to brush it against my folds. With a firm motion, he parted my legs before running one finger up the length of my pussy toward my clit, slowly spreading my juices around. His other hand moved up my body and around the string that tied the apron on. He let out tiny little. Oh, I'm sorry." No, Jill, I like it when you call me Sir. I will explain more about this later, but if that feels right to you, go ahead. Do what feels natural." Yes, Sir," I smiled."So tonight, we will continue to explore. I will ask you to do things, and if you feel you can, we will proceed, and you will feel amazing. But if you don't feel that you can, you tell me. Do you understand?" Yes, Sir." Though I had to admit that I was so hypnotized by his voice resonating through my body and his.
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