Take Nick his food, then you can eat. I pout again. All I want is to cum. I want to be fucked and I want to cum for my husband and Master. But I do as...told and walk over, handing Nick his pate. Taking it, he sits and eats, a satisfied grin on his face. Adams unreadable for the time being and I cant help but wonder what the surprise is. As we finish, I take the plates and things over and wash them real quick before putting them away. As I finish and zip everything up, I feel a hand on my pussy. “So it’s going to be you screwing me out of the money?” I asked.“Ed let’s face it, I might be better at screwing you than anyone you are now screwing, so my professional advice is, sit back and enjoy it,” Eva said with a smile. “For my future information why didn’t the cops find your false ID’s?”“Because, in spite of the rumors floating around, I don’t have any fake IDs. I did have a small package of papers, which Thea had in her car. If she had been stopped, there was no reason for her car to. I pulled my shorts and panties down to my ankles and I let my fingers dip into the wetness while I rubbed my nipples. I eventually achieved an orgasm but nothing too earth shattering. I had gotten quiet sticky in my little endeavor so I ran the shower. After just 2 minutes the curtain was snatched back and I saw Bob standing there in his robe. I whisper/shouted for him to get out but he just stood there with that dumb smirk on his face. Bob, please, seriously get out. I said, reduced to. Down past his stomach, I caress him as he trembles. I take my left hand and slide it beneath his trousers and underwear and cup him. My right hand has slipped from under his and my fingers trace up his length slowly; my fingernails teasing him and making him shake and shudder.I caress his balls and rub my thumb over the head of his cock, then fisting it and stroking up and down rubbing his pre cum, making him slick whilst my thumb strokes his slit.Kissing and licking his back, I squeeze his.