Don’t touch me there.I think she’s having a very special dream about me. Did she enjoy today subconsciously? Suddenly her phone’s screen lit up,...which was kept on the table. Let’s see if she uses a passcode to lock her phone. Cool! She doesn’t.Damn. No juicy photos. Lots of messages, though. All friends. Wait. MrX? Who uses a lame name like that?Could that be ?MrX: Do you have the money?Bella: I’m working really hard to get you the money. I should have an installment for you tomorrow.MrX:. ”“If that is what sir desires.”“That is what sir desires,” he snapped. “And don’t let me find you wearing panties when I come round to exact my regular payment to keep your husband in work.”It was Dawn’s turn to be silent for a few moments as she took in what he had just said. “Will that be all, sir?”“That will be all for now,” he responded. “One more thing, I don’t want you letting Alan fuck you for the rest of the week. Let him have as many handjobs as he wants but I don’t want him inside. And, I don’t think any company sells bigger ones in the market.Mona: But…Ayan: What is the problem, Mom?Mona: It is not a problem, Ayan. It is just that your boxers look so tight.Ayan: See, Mom. That’s why I told you, you won’t be comfortable sleeping with me if I wore one of them. You are already feeling uneasy.Mona: No. It’s not that, Ayan. I was just wondering…Ayan: Wondering what, Mom?Mona: Wondering why it is so tight…Ayan: Mom?Mona: What, Ayan?Ayan: Hahaha. It’s nothing mom.Mona: What do. As a stream from the nozzle struck a nipple Jeremyshivered.He did his best to control the reaction but the pleasure was toointense. It was even worse when he reached down to rinse the soap fromthe folds between his legs. The spray caused him to gasp when it struckthe nub at the front of his slit. As he ran a finger between to be sureeverything was rinsed a moan escaped involuntarily. Jeremy wanted tocontinue and willed himself to stop. His body seemed more sensitivetoday. He thought he felt.