.. I'll tell you everything if you want, but I'd much rather surprise you as we go. You know you can stop things anytime you want." Things?" Do you tr...st me?"I didn't respond right away and she just lifted her teeshirt over her head and pulled me back into a soft kiss. Our nipples definitely sensed each other's presence and instantly hardened, rubbing against each other as we moved."Do you trust me?" she repeated."Yesss," I breathed."Then let me help you with your shower."Again I didn't answer. But today we missed your face and your quick wit. And everyone was trying to be nice to me and pretending they weren't.It was cute and sweet and very silly — of course I knew what was going on! When is Sal ever nice to me? It made me laugh just thinking how hard it must be and wondering who managed to produce that reaction.I really must find out. I owe them big-time for that — it really made my. You know why Sal hates me so much, don't you? Because of you — Sal wanted you so bad and you chose. Only a tiny voice inside of her seemed prepared to question what was happening to her and this voice was mostly being ignored. As the clock hit three minutes though and Susan looked like nothing more than a lust-filled pile of tits on the floor, the voice was able to perk up loudly enough for Susan to notice the count down one last time and stop what she was doing. Her entire body ached to return to the vibrator fuelled fun, but Susan used all her strength to block it out. Her mind also. She gagged a few times, but she managed.“Now suck me till I cum, and don’t let any spill out.” I fucked her mouth for a few minutes. I shoved her head down hard as I exploded into her deep throat. She gagged and swallowed till I let her up. She was crying. I held her close and praised her and caressed her. She stopped crying.“You will do as I tell you, or I’ll be angry,“ I said. She just nodded. “Now, come with me and have a bath.” After our bath, I took out a razor from the airline toilet kit..