He stumbled forward, once again surprised by her strength. She was two thirds his size and weight yet she had no issue yanking him around. Choking, he...moved towards her, and stopped only when she raised the whip in her other hand. ‘Put your arms behind your back.’ He obeyed, eyeing the whip and remembering the whip cuts across Riley’s back. She stepped behind him, and in that second he bolted. He was out of the stall and running in seconds, glad that the rope around his neck had not been tied. My brain was on fire, trying to think of a way to start this conversation. It felt awkward, so I went with the direct, straight ahead option. "Hey, umm, how would either of you like to fullfill an older womans fantasy? I hope this doesn't sound awful, but she has been talking about having sex with either or both of you. I want to help her out. She is never going to ask, so that's why I am." The looks of astonishment as they stood there frozen with shock was both amusing and somewhat concerning.. Then as he looked at her like a lost pussy, she pushed her red mouth against one small, male nipple and sucked gingerly."Abby... Ohhh God, if you don't let me make love to you..." You forgot that I already did." She frowned. "And you made a mess of it. Got me all sticky without even..." She dipped her head and returned her teeth to his chest. Perry groaned and writhed under her licking caresses. She was remembering that time in his car. They'd come home early from a dinner date. Perry had. "Remember what I said, keep that robe clean." She handed me the rubbergloves.This time I didn't say a word, or go red. It just all seemed so natural.Mitch was wearing an apron to keep her clothes clean, so why shouldn'tI? We both have small hands - small 'Marigolds' are pink. (Medium'Marigolds' are yellow - I've never met anyone who wore the large sizeso couldn't tell you what colour they are.)"Cos you're a man! Real men don't do that!" said a voice inside my head,a voice that sounded.