Oh, WOW! He grips the cheeks of my bottom. Wow. What a shock. Richard is not such a gentleman. But his hands feel so good. He should stop. But I kind ...f hope he doesn't stop too fast. I am having all these mixed feelings. He is lifting me up with his strong arms! He is sliding his penis between my legs. I am up on my tippytoes. Even through my dress, I feel its hard tip touching my clitoris. That feels so delicious. He is pushing his finger into the crack of my ass. My word, I feel the tip of. Er sagte sich das ein kurzer Schlag gegen das Glas zwar freie Sicht bringen würde, befürchetet aber das die Glasplitter dem vermutlich verletzten Fahrer weiteren Schaden zufügen würden.Er hatte nicht darauf geachtet was das für ein Wagen war, aber immerhin erkannte Bernie, das es sich um ein so altes Gefährt handelte, das die Karosserie noch aus echtem Blech bestand. So versuchte er die Tür zu öffnen, was ihm trotz der verbogenen Karosserie auch ein gutes Stück gelang.Erschrocken fuhr er. "You have no choice but to agree. I'vealready changed all your accounts. I control everything, so you'll wantto stay on my good side. Also, you wouldn't want our friends to see this,would you?" Her smirk softened into a satisfied smile as she pulled outher phone and started taking pictures of him in his maid's uniform."Oh, no, please don't!" he exclaimed, hiding his face.She stopped and raised an eyebrow. "You mean, 'Please don't, MISTRESS'!"she corrected him sternly."Please don't, Mistress,". With a burning blush, I realised that I was out in the open on the balcony and quite visible from the street, so I dropped my hands and just watched the sunrise. As we had agreed, Carlos came to pick me up at 1 PM for a walk on the beach. He had three hours of siesta time off from the shop and I was flattered that he wanted to spend the time with me. Carlos stepped from the glaring sunshine of the street into the cool dimness of the shuttered house, slipping his arms around me and lowering his.