He started to grope her, but she pulled away. "You need a shower." I think that would be your fault," he snickered.They rolled out of bed, not botheri...g to cover up. He admired her body and her eyes never seemed to leave his. She went into the bathroom and started the water running while he opened the door just enough to hang the "Do Not Disturb" sign on the handle."How do you like your showers?" she asked over her shoulder."Just like my women: hot!" He smacked her playfully on the backside as. I almost laughed out loud. What a sad and pathetic sight greeted me. A young girl with rain-soaked and bedraggled hair, bare foot and wearing what I immediately recognised as the tatty remnants of a prison smock. The poor thing looked terrified."What do you think you're doing?"Silence."How did you get into my home?"Involuntarily she glanced sideways at the kitchen door. One small glass pane next to the lock had been broken and glass was on the floor."You little bitch! How dare you!"I moved. She felt like she was in a really good place with herself and her marriage. As she leaned back into her chair, she quickly glanced at Connor. His eyes were fixated on her legs under the table. Andee slipped a hand down and quickly realized why – the hem of her dress rose enough to reveal not only the lace tops of her stockings, but the tiny clasps of the garters. She looked back at her friend sitting across the room and caught his eyes with hers. She smiled as he winked and raised his glass in. "What are you doing?" I asked.They recognized my tone. They both recoiled. "I'm sorry," they said together."I should hope so. I'm the one in charge. I decide when and where we fuck."Pyx fell on her knees, eyes tearing up. "I'm sorry, Master. It's just that we are so horny. We need your cock in the worst way."I sighed in mock exasperation. "Oh, all right. Get on the bed. I'll fuck you."My little blonde scampered onto the bed. She laid on her back and spread her legs. True to her word, her gash.