‘Wow!' Paul thought, 'she's always so nice'. Miguel on the other handknew from experience that Leslie usually has other naughtier reasons for being ...o nice. He gave her a quick look out of the corner of his eyes and smiled mischievously as he waited patiently to see how her scheme would play out. On the drive back to her house Miguel's mind wondered back to his first encounter with her years ago. It was around 4:30p.m on a sticky, windless afternoon in June. He had gone looking for Ricky not. I couldn’t help myself though, I told her to stop fucking and to hold still, I placed my thumb onto her asshole and pressed gently, I spat just above my thumb to lubricate her hole and slid my thumb inside her ass, god it was right, I started to thrust slow, deep, hard and agreeisveky, the thumb in the ass just got to me, I pulled out and told her to get on her knees and like the good girl she is she obeyed. I held her hair back and jacked off until I cum for the fourth time that night and. Only then did you allow yourself to pour the contents of the cup and bowl between the cracks of the floor only to tell your father when he returned how you had awoken and had finished them. As the day progressed you felt yourself slowly returning to normal, a bit of strength returning, a desire to break free of the spell which had surrounded this castle and all its inhabitants. For now though, patience was to be rewarded, to be valued as you worked toward the prize. The events of only a night. ”“Amanda. Please, we’re neighbors and I am not at work. And coffee would be lovely.”“Only if you call me Wayne!” I said, pouring her a mug of coffee. I added a container of cream and a sugar bowl to a small serving tray (thanks Grandma!) and brought them over to the table.“So, I had planned on Omelets and hashed browns for breakfast, but I also have some fresh fruit, cottage cheese and I think I have the fixins for pancakes.”“Wayne, I would be happy to cook if you want to show Mom around. I.