”I pulled back and looked up at him. “Don’t sweetie. I don’t want any regrets about this night. Not even that. Tonight was perfect. Thank you ...or stalking me,” I giggled softly. “I’ll never forget this night.”One more kiss in his arms and then I pulled away, “Bye Mike.” I gave a little half-wave and turned to walk away.“Wait,” he whispered. I paused and turned back. Wistful, he gently wiped away the smeared make up. Then he ran his fingers through my hair combing it back into place. He stepped. I sighed and went into the bathroom, resigned to another uncomfortable day of wearing a johnny-shirt. I used the bathroom and then hung up the shirt so I could get washed in the shower stall in the room.It felt unbelievably good to feel the hot water after so many days of sponge baths. I washed my hair and lathered up, careful of the worst of the healing cuts.“At least it doesn’t sting much,” I muttered to myself and rinsed off, letting the water cascade over me for a few minutes more before. "It feels better when you do it daddy please. Please! Will you play with my pussy! Please daddy make me cum!" I whimper feebly as he takes my hand away from my pussy. "Well when you ask me like that how can I say no?" He chuckles as his tongue slides down my thigh. He is taking his time. As if my sanity was just a thing of putty in his hands. He takes in a deep breath pushing his nose against my wet twat. He is going to make me loose it. His lips kiss and suck my pussy lips softly. My back. She was fighting to keep her eyes on him, and not let them travel down to his bare chest. He was so close, and she wanted to touch him. He smiled as his hands went to her hoody. She was biting her lip, watching him.“You’re so damn adorable, sweets, do you know that?” He slowly inched down the zipper.She was shaking, and she felt vulnerable in front of him, her floury hands raised to the sides. She couldn’t believe she was letting him do this. His teasing was going too far, and it was going to.