He spoke first. ‘What do you plan to do now, Alania?’ She looked down at her lap, then back up at him. ‘I do not know, Julian sahaab. Let me ask...you what you plan to do.’ He grinned at her. ‘Well, I plan to continue doing what I’ve been doing, of course.’ She cocked her head. ‘Following me?’ He nodded. ‘Did my Uncle put you up to this?’ ‘Well…yes and no.’ ‘What does that mean?’ She looked curious. ‘It means – yes, he asked me to do this. But I am not doing this for him.’ She half-smirked. It. .. not yet. You've been a goodgirl and you need to be rewarded for that. Tell me again my dear, justwhat have you done to be a good girl for me?"We both knew the answer to that already but we also both loved hearingit aloud again. My nipples were so hard they ached and I could feel myprecum oozing out of my cock - my sissy stick, as I was to call it now -as it hung exposed in its chastity cage between my pinned and strappedlegs. We were both building a fire of lust who's flames we. Cheap and cheerful but definitely fuckable. Her butt is what you describe as hearty.In the tidy living room, he noticed the house was quiet. They sounded alone. “Where is Little Lee?”“At his Dad’s.”“You and Greg not together anymore?”“Not really”Don wasn’t happy with the vagueness of Karen’s voice. “Not really...?”“He still loves me. But I’ve made it clear I don’t love him.”Don let out a sigh. He hadn’t even sat down and the night was already taking a turn for the worse. Cleary, Don wasn’t the. "Let's get you warm and dry and then worry about getting you home," and she took his coat and hat and put them in the laundry room, noting that his other clothes were wet as well. "I'll be right back," she said as she headed off to her bedroom, returning with a pair of her flannel pajamas, "Go in and take a hot shower and put these on so I can dry your clothes. Remember, hot," she said as he headed for the bathroom.After she heard the water running for a minute or so, she went in and collected.