Hopeful, maybe?Her tone didn’t soften. Neither did his dick. “You answer me, Dante.”His dick twitched again. Fluid beaded at the tip"I messed up... Miss Sally. I sure don't want to lose my job," he said."And you think a girl like me is desperate for a fuck, do you?" No!" he protested, his voice almost squeaking. He cleared his throat. "You're just...." I'm just what?"His eyes flickered to hers for the briefest moment. "You're just quite a sight when you're mad, Miss Sally."Sally paused a moment. "They're not really clean," I said.She held her hands up in the air and inspected them. I gently touched her right hand and pressed a finger into her palm."All the ice cream is stuck in the skin pores," I said, "and your hand is still a bit sticky."She started licking her fingers, coating them with a sweet glaze of spit. "Mmmm, my fingers taste good." She held out her hand in front of my face. "Have some," she said."Are you sure?" I asked."Mummy always licks my fingers when we cook food."I. Our favourite position was doggy. In no time I turned into a dog and he came over me. He came from behind and in just one stroke inserted his huge dick in me. But that was just the start. He started giving slow and pleasurable strokes. I was also giving slow and swift movement to my belly. But this continued for just 10 minutes.Gradually his speed increased and even his roughness. He was pulling his dick completely out and then pushing it in and deep and that too in high speed. I started giving. Anything important? I told that may I get some food? I had slept, I went out for food but the shop was closed, even Hema also slept I think. I am feeling very hungry; if you have anything can you please? Namitha said hey no issues! I will make hot food and give you in few minutes and I said hey no no, you don’t make anything, I will go home, Are you hungry or not? Namitha asked in a gruff voice.Yes I am but and I don’t want you to make any food then sit and watch TV, I will bring you hot food.