“Oh heavens, I couldn’t do that,” she answered. “I mean, they would be discrete and that’s fine but I really want to be desired. I don’t ...hink I’m half bad for an old lady.”Anthony smiled. “How old are you, if you don’t mind me asking?” he said.“I’m forty-eight,” Lilith answered. “And I feel I have a nice body for my age.”“Do you really?” Anthony asked, trying not to smirk.“Mm-hmm. And I can put something on to show you if you want to see,” Lilith replied hopefully.Anthony laughed. It was. What are you thinking?"I was surprised he cared; though, maybe he didn't, for his fingers trailed lower, running over the smooth skin above my pussy. My legs seemed to part of their own accord, and his voice found my ears again."You want me, don't you? You want your Master buried deep inside you."His claws trailed over my pussy lips, sending a shock wave of pleasure through me. I was shocked to find that I did. I actually wanted this.Am I going insane? Suddenly, a slap was administered across. I suppose you want to drive me to work with you then? You’re too early…” “Yes, well, I thought we could waste the time away together!” “Oh my God.” Words couldn’t possibly explain my frustration. “Just go away? Please?” “Oh come, on, Sophie, you know you want to! What about all the times you stood there naked in your room waiting for me to drive past? Don’t you want me to actually be in your room while you’re naked?” he was grinning and almost laughing and I couldn’t help but let my lips curl. She could see even from here his eyes glazed over with lust, her fingers moved over the juicy flesh slowly feeling her juices oozing at her opening, dipping her fingers into her honey-pot and smearing her pussy making it glisten in the early morning sunlight, gently pulling back the hood of her clit she gently circled it with the tip of her finger teasing it out slowly, her body tingling, watching him stroke her fingers twirl on her clit with greater urgency, licking her lips now tugging at her.