”“You did. And, I am. Really. This is quiet, don’t you think?” She was silent for maybe five seconds. “See. Quiet. I am obedient. Very obedi...nt. I try really hard to please you, Davy. I love you. Just tell me what you want. Davy, you aren’t going to hurt me, are you? I really love you, Davy. Don’t you think maybe we should quit playing now? Isn’t the game over?”“Yes, Andy. The game is over.” My voice was as cold as I could make it. Her eyes got very big. That is not the answer she was. Where do you get your car worked on? I try to keep my old car serviced and after the long trip here, I'm sure it's time."DeDe turned and hollered, "Hey, Mark, come here a second."An older guy came over to us with his coffee cup and sat down. DeDe said, "This is Gerry, a new tenant, and probably a new friend of everyone. She needs her car serviced. Can you do it or tell her where she can go get it done? She can afford to pay for it."Mark reached across the table to shake my hand and said, "Nice. So you can imagine when I popped out to the pub one night, I should bump into a couple whom had decided to stay in the B and B.At first I thought nothing of them, it was only when I went to the toilet that the man approached me. My cock was out as I stood taking a pee, when a voice said, "nice cock, small but nice. It reminds me of my girlfriends cock, sitting outside in the bar". At first I said "pardon". He went on to say that he noticed my white panties and he'd seen the stockings when my. Being fingered was obviously something that Mark had probably fantasized about before, and now the fantasy was being fulfilled. He really loved the attention I was giving his sweet young butt.Mark was enjoying my index finger so much, I thought maybe he would enjoy two fingers. I slowly and gently began pushing both my index and middle fingers together up into Mark's tight butt. There was definitely no objection, but I was careful to be slow and gentle because two fingers were stretching.