I watched her shoulders slump then she sighed and said, "OK." Ann picked up her food, opened the refrigerator and took three beers out. She handed me ...ne and took hers and another for Gene into the living room. I followed her admiring that nice trim ass all the way.I was lucky, or perhaps Gene planned it that way. I don't know. In any event the only place to sit was a love seat in front of the coffee table so Ann and I sat side by side while we ate and relaxed. After her meal she sighed and. I slide my fingers gently inside your pussy pushing it in and out a few times then sliding it out I slide it softly up to the tip of your wet clit rubbing it gently in circular motions I can feel u moving your hips as u begin to cum I ask u if u can slide your seat back a little more u look at me weirdly then do so anyway once u have slid den your seat back I slide your skirt up to reveal your wet pussy and smooth legs I slowly slide my seat back and lay it down so I can lie on it then leaning. " She said, turning and walking back toward the curtains. The sway of her hips under the light fabric was nearly mesmerizing as Roger followed her. The gentle rustle of the fabric against her hose sounded sweet to his ears. The next twenty minutes was spent looking over different items that had been pawned off on her, and getting a better feel for what she thought she would need if she had the opportunity to get rid of the bad stock. Her only option that had been offered to her before. ”“Oh, do tell...”“Mistress Guzman’s son, Rafael ... decently endowed, not unskilled, but an inferiority complex the size of Texas. Periodically he felt the need to assert his cocksmanship.”“On you alone?”“Oh, no Milady ... on every sub within his reach. As Mistress Guzman’s son, he had a lot of reach.”“Remind me to avoid him.”“Easy to do, Milady ... he’s not into the pomp of Courts and such. He just wants to drive his tricked-out truck, spend money like water, and fuck.”“Evangeline honey, that.