”“Jenny, I would kiss her myself, to say thanks, if I thought she would like it, but I suspect not.”“Oh, no, sir. In the right context, she wi...l accept a kiss from anyone.”“Okay. For the moment, has anyone rung the police?”“No idea, sir. Someone else in the building may have done so, if they saw him with a knife, but I shall do that myself, just in case: belt and braces.”She handed the truncheon to Hubert, saying, “If he starts moving again, a hard impact should do the job,” and returned to her. I looked over at the timer while Angel unlocked the handcuffs. I only had three minutes to play with Sandy. I walked over, and kissed her. I still had the taste of Angel’s pussy in my mouth, and I wanted Sandy to taste it too. I grabbed each of Sandy’s breasts, and squeezed. I alternated playing with her nipples and squeezing. Soon, I heard the timer ring, and I walked over to Angel and knelt down in front of her. ?Good slave.? Angel patted me on the head and ran her fingers through my hair.. Faith wakes to sheets clinging to her glistening body. She decides on a shower, and to sleep again. However, the dream haunts her, but now she searches for his face and what she finds are those glowing eyes. Startled, she wakes up realizing she has put a face to her dream. Two months of dreams, walks, words, forehead kisses. She now has his entire face memorized—every eyelash, every curve, the crooked smile. He disappears every few weeks, a mystery. She is lost to his voice, his scent, his. As was usual for us, we got more aroused playing in the hot tub, Amber positioning herself over the jet to stimulate her clit. I loved to watch her turn herself on so I was enjoying her show. We then laid out on the lounge bed to the rear of our patio. Amber, feeling the effects of the alcohol, kissed me on the chest and stroked my cock making it hard very quickly. I told her how much I had enjoyed watching her touch herself so she lay on her back and began to lightly rub her fingers over her.