She knew Max was lifting her gently in his arms. She thought they were in the bedroom but she couldn’t be sure. The covers were softly laid over h...r and tucked around her. She felt hot skin next to hers; skin that smelled like scorching naughty sex, and strangely it reassured her. Vaguely she heard the front door open and close quietly. Margo had gotten dressed and left them to their selves once she got what she was brought for. Now it was just her and Max and Nadia knew that once they. There was no lust or sex involved, it was assessing the damage and determining if Jesse should go to the hospital or something. I was proud of her. This was leadership when it counted, and I think she went a long way toward cementing her future.After Jesse was cleaned up, and partially sobered up, I sat down with her. I wasn't interested in what had happened, that would come later. Instead I had one burning question. "Do you use protection?" Protection?" Her voice sounded kind of fuzzy."What. " I understand." Martin?" Yes." I really feel I would like to have your arms around me this night. Would you mind very much if we pushed these beds together?"I did the honourable thing and obliged her. She snuggled up to me and laid her head on my shoulder. I found myself wishing I'd taken the time to put on a pair of shorts after my shower. She was wearing a T-shirt that had ridden up around her waist and the feel of her soft skin against my side and thigh was highly arousing. Her arm was. “Oh fuck.. Oh fuck Daddy! This is going to be harder than I thought!” Rolling the toy up and down my VERY dripping pussy, I alternate between the opening to my core, and my over-hard clit, moaning louder and harder, my body pushing up almost involuntarily into my vision of my hot lover tonguing my open gash. Getting closer and closer to the brink of no return, teasing my poor little clit until I am crying out loudly and incoherently before moving it away to tease my overeager little hole, until.