He’d jumped up and hit her breast with his head, she had laughed at his clumsiness. In the tub, Michele rubbed her clit harder now, panting as the w...ter beat down and the heated steam stole her breath. She had played with him mercilessly, her mouth on his cock, bringing him to the brink, then stopping to ask, ‘What do you want, baby, tell me.’ before swallowing him deep back down her throat. He had cried over and over, ‘Please, I want to make you come!’ and groaned when she tickled his asshole.. “Your Dad and I talked about the problem with them,” she said. “He suggested this arrangement in the first place. He joked that you were a lucky bugger and I told him off. Then he said ‘Shar is old when compared to you, ‘ and I thumped him.“He would say that, he’s a joker, but I don’t know,” I pondered, boozed up mind full of billowing white knockers.“Look, she is depressed, feels miserable and dejected. When you go upstairs now, you’ll find out for yourself unless she’s asleep. Be quiet eh?. ” Her fingers flew and circled and dipped. She was so wet she squelched as she pumped three fingers into her needy cunt. Burning, she was on fire, hot all over, and desperate to come with him buried in her ass. The pounding was endless, punishing, and so damn good she couldn’t think. He grunted and groaned as he took her. His cock invading and completing her, delivering such intense pleasure. “Come,” he demanded. “Now. I want to feel you.” She pinched her clit hard, sending a bolt of. I was stupid. I had been carrying that unresolved business with Bao around, and I was honest when I told you that I feared I was heaping too much onto you in such a short time. And I feared that I might be projecting my own submissive wishes into you. That’s why I visited Bao, just to talk and sort it all out. But she insisted that before talking, I would need to submit to her for twenty-four hours. That’s why you saw us at the club.’ ‘Did you…’ I couldn’t ask the question, but she read my.