That’s why i arrived on Friday and stayed in a hotel that night. After being susma’s toilet two years ago, she had given me her businesscard as sh... droveme back to the train station and had invited me to callher. i called a week later, and we had started hanging out as equalsrather than BDSM master and slave. She had said that while she lovedhaving me as her personal toilet, she didn’t want her lover to be herslave. After i became her lover, she wouldn’t even let him drink her pee. So after. It is what I want. But it's also about what I want you to want"Her dark eyes flashed with anger.- "You don't give a damn about what I want. I've asked you to leave me alone and you won't. I've given you several, perfectly good reasons why and you still won't. No, Noah, you don't give a damn about me or what I want. So go ahead. Fuck me. If it means you'll leave me alone take what you want and leave."Had she pushed him far enough she wondered. He was standing four feet from her. He could see the. My eyes immediately flashed down to her chest, realizing the beauty of her nicely-proportioned breasts, just the right size for my hands (or I was hoping) to grasp them in. Her nipples were completely erect, standing away from her aeriola, as if showing off just for me, starting to blood to pump into my manhood.Then my eyes flashed up to her face. The way her dark hair redefined her aqua-blue eyes made me think she was cut straight out of heaven! Her lips, now stretched out to a tantalizing. In that instant I could see myself kneeling behind the little girl I loved so much and accepting the offer she was making. I wanted it bad. But then Jessica's voice trailed off, her back began to arch, and I could see that she was on the verge of climax. Amy had a slender finger sliding in and out of Jessica, her free hand rubbing Jessica's pussy, and combined with the naughty thoughts in Jessica's head, she was quickly heading to the brink. It was clear she was right at the edge, about to.