Chivalry isn't dead; it just needs a little updating. I believe that women want that, too. They don't want someone to control them. They don't want to...be told what to do.However, I think that all women sometimes want someone who will take care of them. Not wait on them hand and foot. Not hold things over them. And not even every day. But every now and then, I think women want someone who can anticipate their desires and wants, and knows what they need.In the maelstrom that was her life, at that. Lucky me! I lickedoff the leftover love liquid, gave her cock a loving kiss, and then gaveher a kiss on the mouth."Come on, girls, your coffee is getting cold," Kimberly said. We lacedour coffee with the joy juice and I said, "I bet we could sell this. Wecould call it Yummy Cummy Coffee Creamer." Kimberly said, "I bet I knowwhere we can sell it ? Betty's Boutique." "I'm sure Betty would sell it," Christie said as she dunked her creamcheese coated bagel into her coffee. We all agreed that it. Ever so slowly he slides the towel down to her ass he then starts at the feet and slowly rubs in the oil all the way up till he slightly touches her pussy. she lets me know this by lifting her head a little and looks at me.. I'm rock hard at this point. So is Carl, but he continues rubbing just as we had planned , slow and deliberate.Once he had done all her back, legs and inner thighs ( not her ass ) it was time for her to roll over. I held the towel up so Carl could not see her nakedness just. Fredrickson had no objections to rescheduling, thanks to his habit of secretly watching the Plummer medical visits for his own sexual pleasures.Chapter 2Brenda woke with a start. She sensed there was something important going on, but she couldn't figure out just what. Then the events of the previous night hit her like a truck. Actually, it was more like a convoy of trucks rolling over her. Every time she thought she'd remembered the "worst," yet another humiliating but oh-so-arousing incident.