I paid my dues, it's over, right?" Steve retorted. Hisvoice dripping with nervousness over what was going tohappen next."Ummm... no. No, it isn't over...yet. So just get in thereand do it. I don't really feel like fighting you right now,I need some sleep." Diana snapped. She then rolled over andwent back to sleep, dreaming of what she was going to makeSteve do in the coming hours."But Diana, honey, sweetie? Wasn't last night enough? I'mstill sore, and I just want to be with you. Like it. The first thing that I suggested on hearing that was that I would ring Camilla to see if she could find a late substitute to take over my commentary duties. Naturally mum wouldn't hear of it. They had already discussed it having expected me to make exactly that offer — it's nice to know they are such good judges of what I'll do and say, I think! — and had all agreed that I would do nobody any good moping around worrying when I had a perfectly good distraction awaiting me at bowling.To some. "Yes, Sir. Shall I remove my shirt now?" she asked. "Yes," he replied. Traci took off her shirt and her bra letting her firm tits free. She pushed her shoulders back to accentuate her breasts and turned from side to side a bit to give him the best view she could. "Yes, much better. Now you may pull up your pants," he said, and Traci did as he told her. Then he reached out and pulled her a couple steps closer. He stood up in front of her and continued. "Now dressed in this manner, you are. She’d not bothered with any padding and I could see her hard nipples pointing through the fishnet. I grabbed her from behind and kissed her neck, watching her reaction in the floor to ceiling mirrors on the built in wardrobe. I ran my hands over her bra and pinched her nipples. Jenny undid her shorts and pushed them down her hips until her hard cock was visible behind the fishnet tights. Jenny was also going commando.I pulled away from her and helped her out of the shorts. She motioned that I.