As I layed there listening to the soft spa music I felt the warm smelly oil stream down my back. Each time he poured I felt his hands catch the motion...of the oil heated into my skin. I was getting so relaxed he could have done anything to me at that time because I was ready. I wanted more and more as he pressed deeper into my skin. He was doing everything right! His hands felt familiar but I wasn't going to say anything about it. I just laid there melting all over. I forgot I was getting a. It was a portrait of masochistic ecstasy, reflecting the precarious balance of her control. She was so tense that she would burst at even the slightest provocation. “Beg, little bird.” I hissed upon her lips. “Please, Leveria,” she croaked, “make me come!” “More.” Her bottom lip quivered, tears ran down her cheeks. Oh, it was so beautiful. “Please let this undeserving whore come! I’ve been good! I’ll always be good to my mistress!” I hovered my lips over her nipple, and blew gently on the. She kissed me hard. I savored my sweet breast milk on her lips. My pussy clenched on my fingers. I curled them, searching for my g-spot as I savored the kiss. We survived. We had defeated one of the erinyes and driven off the other.Angela survived.~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~Knight-Errant AngelaI broke the kiss with Sophia and ripped her fingers out of her cunt. I brought her fingers to my lips and sucked the tart juices clean. Sophia trembled, milk leaking from her small breasts and down her. Anonymous' employer later that day. And he had obtained a couple of lines of coke that he hoped to make use of shortly.Smirking sat down at one of the tables he knew was Susan's. He had only been there for a moment when Susan swung by and put two hands on his neck. She began giving him a neck massage as she said, "Well Hi Big Tipper. What'll it be today?"Smirking looked up into her eyes and replied, "How about you on a whole wheat bun ... with a little thousand island dressing on the.