“Yes I do.” I said as I laughed a little.“So can I ask you something?” She asked as she sat there and looked at me as she moved closer to me. ...��Anything baby girl.” I replied as I glanced up to see Allysa touching her boobs and smiling at me. “Ok so like, I was wondering if, you um, if you think I’m pretty.” She asked with pure lust in her eyes as she touched my arm and pulled herself closer to me as I glanced at her tits and back into her eyes. “Yes, you take after your mom, you’re very very. She didn’t discourage him, she liked it; it made her feel wanted and wanton.It seemed forever since she’d had a good fuck and ever since he’d been flirting with her, he’d become the centre of her dreams. It was understandable; he’s a successful man and had an air of sophistication most women find attractive and although nobody said, everyone knew he played around.Alicia liked a bit on the side too and over coffee, they often shared intimate details of their latest accomplishments.“John’s very. I have no sympathy. Poor boy. I let him go on like this for almost an hour. I figured he wouldhave to stop eventually right? Nope. He just kept on crying andcrying and crying some more. He would get to the point ofhyperventilating just like a child does. That had to be one of thefunniest things I've ever seen in my life. Here's this patheticexcuse for a full grown man crying and begging so hard, he can't eventalk! 'I'm (huff, huff, sniffle), sorry (huff, sniffle, huff, huff),miss (sniffle,. I flushed with embarrassment, but whether it was from shame or self consciousness I didn’t know. ‘Here you go. I’m not supposed to linger and talk to you, Master’s orders.’ She set the bowls down in front of me, one full of water, the other full of chopped up bits of steak. At least I’d be well fed during my punishment. Overcome by the day’s events, I felt the tears start to stream down my face. Chloe bent down and hugged my head to her chest, stroking my hair. ‘Sh, love, it will be alright. We.