‘Bad girl Abby. You know you want to look into my eyes. My sexy, hypnotic eyes. You yearn to look into them. To look into my eyes and obey. You migh... have your eyes closed, but you cannot resist my perfume. Breathe it in now Abby. Breath in my relaxing perfume, and relax for me.’ Abby had no choice. Jemma’s perfume filled her nostrils and she breathed it in deeply, unable to escape the hypnotic fumes of this wonderful woman. ‘Yes Abby, that’s good. Relax for me now.’ Abby felt herself melt into. "Oh, they're out shopping. I couldn't go cause I flunked a test and 'gave her lip' and maybe some other stuff too." Other stuff too? We'll have to talk about that later. So does this mean you'e going on Santa's naughty list?" I tease as I playfully slap her butt.The slap elicits a slight yelp, and I see mischief creep into Amber's eyes. "I don't want to be! You'll convince Grandmom that I learned my lesson, right? I'd do anything if you'll talk to her. She threatened to not let me go out to. She also spread her legs a bit to give me proper access down there. I kept rubbing her clit. She kept rubbing my cock now after some time she put her second hand inside her saree and put her hand on top of the hand that was rubbing her clit. I didn’t understand what she meant, and then she slowly guided my hand a bit down to her pussy entrance. She then took one of my fingers and pushed that in to her swollen wet pussy. She was so excited that she took the first step to guide me in to her super. His actions here seem to be more in the line of a vigilante than pure self protection though. The legal ramifications of that can be quite extensive. I need to get together with him and be present whenever he talks to the authorities. You do realize ma’am that this is going to take time and money to do. Defending Mr. Jacobs is not your or Mrs. Horne’s responsibility.’ ‘I don’t like the sound of that Walter. Ken has saved our lives and tonight I am sure that he saved at least Consuela’s and.