He withdraws before he’s finished, and warmth spatters my face as his orgasm slowly subsides.‘Please,’ I gasp, sagging forward slightly, his han... gripping my hair the only thing keeping me from face-planting. My thighs are soaked; all I want is to be fucked. The stupid vibrator continues shuddering against me, too faint and slow to be anything more than a tease. ‘Daddy, please.’He crouches down so we’re face-to-face, his hand still fisting my hair. I’m helpless, entirely unable to move—I can’t. .The following day a message from Mr Brace invited Mr Young to dinner to discuss their proposed partnership. Some others of the Boston investors would be present, as would Mr Prestingle, who he knew already from the railway journey.Young was introduced to the two new men accompanying Mr Reginald X Brace. His mother had been of Spanish extraction and insisted that if Xavier was not to be his first name, at least it would be a middle one. Mr Brace was a catholic of varying religiosity. He worked. After a short time of this, she lifted his head by the hair, looked him in the eyes and said “I want you inside of me”. As he moved up her body she opened her legs and reached between them to guide him home. Taking his rigid cock in hand she placed the head at the opening of her womb and let him push it in with a thrust of his hips. He fell upon her and their mouths rejoined passionately. She wrapped her legs around his back a started meeting him in the middle of each thrust. Her toes started. And if you be good, maybe later tonight, you can come and borrow another CD from me" Brandy said in a soft voice giving Tim a little wink. She would love to have him watch her again, maybe even let him sit next to her on the bed. It would be wild having him next to her while she fucked herself with the vibrator. She might even consider letting him use it on her.Tim was in shock, "Do you mean what I think?" if he understood her right, she had just invited him to watch her masturbate with her.