She could feel his eyes on her black leather mini skirt, it was a modest skirt that came very so slightly above her knees. She called it her age appro...riate skirt, thigh high minis were for young girls in their 20s but when you had shapely Tina Turner legs, it wasn’t necessary to flaunt them. Show just enough and let a guy’s imagination do the rest. Her cleavage today was also modest, a red knit sweater showing just a hint of her mounds. “Um, so, Rick, I have those books you were looking for. . I’m sorry. I wasn’t in character, was I?”“If your spanks were any more gentle, they’d be tickles!”Alice crawled to her side of the bed, looking downcast. She turned and sat beside him with her back against the headboard, her arms folded below her breasts.“We’ve been over this, Richard. I don’t mind role playing, but I’m not a sadist. I don’t want to get too aggressive or inflict serious pain on you.”“Then you can’t really play the role, can you?”“That’s not fair! I’ve tried very hard.”Richard. " Excellent! But, that's not what I'm talking about. What I'm asking is "why did you pass out?" "Excellent? You didn't hear me. Stacy's husband killed himself!" I heard you the first time, and again, I say excellent. Now, WHY did you faint?" Fuck, when I heard the gunshot all I could think was that I killed the bastard."Trefual slowly shook his head. "Damn kid, Are you that stupid?" What are you talking about? I didn't mean or even want to kill him.", I wiped my eyes as tears began." The plan. Now it looked big enough to accept my madly throbbing penis. She told me to put it in, so I did. It was tight at first, but she was pulling it open so I slid home easily once my exposed glans got through. Inside, she felt like hot pudding. We both began to moan and groan, lost in our separate pleasures. I leaned over her and supported myself on my straightened arms. The only parts of us that were touching were our genitals. I looked down at her sweet face but her eyes were closed. For a long.