It’s written all over her. She’s mine.’ She straddles my lap, climbing onto the bed to press against me completely. The sodden gusset mashes aga...nst the prominent bulge of my waiting crotch and she wraps her arms around me. Her intentions are clear enough as she grinds her dripping cunt over me and kisses me hard. Kissing isn’t normally Zoey’s style, but I play along; grabbing her ass and squeezing that modest slice of flesh in my palms is invigorating. The simple contact makes us both to grind. He sighs, disappointed. With his free hand he reaches around and plays with my nipple as he talks gently to me, "come on kitten, you just need to do ten slaps and then you'll get a nice reward. I promise you you'll get to cum soon. Do you want me to continue?"I resume the position, "Yes Sir. I want to make you happy. Please start again." This pleases him and he pulls my nipple as he releases to resume the slaps. The first one lands again just outside my pussy, on the fleshy lips. I gasp but. Paul leant over the bed and picked up the lotion from the small table next to the pillow as she walked over to the bed and lay on her front. He climbed onto the bed, sitting on the backs of her legs, before squirting a line of lotion over her skin. She shrieked as the cold fluid hit her back but he made sure she couldn't squirm out from under him. She sank back into the duvet as she felt his hands moving over her, massaging her with slow, deliberate movements up and down her back.He moved down. In the five months I had been gone Andrew had improved. He walked with a cane but wasn't leaning on it nearly as much. He took a couple of steps without using it at all. When he was off the street, the SUV that dropped him pulled away. I hugged Andrew because I was really glad to see someone I didn't have to pretend with."What the fuck are you doing here?" I asked."I could ask you the same thing," he replied. He looked around before adding. "What is it about the women in this business. None of.