” And I staggered off to the shower room to clean my cum-soaked loins and to try to regain some degree of composure.Under the scalding shower, I shu...dered again at the ecstasy just given me by this wonderful young hunk—and I can’t help myself. I touched my nipples lightly and, as always, they sprang to attention again and sent jolts of electricity directly to my well-fucked pussy. One hand continued to tease, pull and twist my tender nipples while the other dove between my legs to touch my. "You know my brother, Hugo."Brendan nodded."I met him at the St. Margaret's last Saturday." I remember you," she said. "You were in the kitchen." I remember you as well."Brendan's affect was flat. He didn't want the anger to rise in his blood because he didn't want to feel anything. If he felt something, he might start to feel the horror and loneliness as well. He might feel the loss of Carly's bed, her deadpan delivery, her smile, and her crazy hair.The woman had the grace to blush and a bit. Fay giggled, "Got you."He shook his head and smiled back."There is something I must say though." added Fay.He nodded thoughtfully, "Go on."There was an earnest expression on her face, "Well, it's been five months since we met." And?" he raised an eyebrow half-ready for his 'surprise'.Fay giggled a little bit and looked coyily at him, "I must tell you something, okay?"The flunkey had timed the arrival of their drinks to perfection; he placed them onto the table.Deadpan and coolly Fay looked up. She played with it for a moment before continuing on, knowing she wanted more than self love. She wanted intercourse, anyway she could get it.Emma finished up her shower and walked back into the bedroom, picking out her outfit for the day. She pulled out a lacy black thong and put it on. She found a matching bra and garter belt. She then slipped into some thigh-high stockings, loving the way they hugged her legs. She found a tight, black work skirt and a white, short sleeve button up blouse..