Ryan slightly closed her fingers dragging her hand upward, middle two fingers sliding into her folds, spreading her wetness upward, rubbing against he... hard awaiting throbbing clit.Dee shuddered as Ryan kissed her open mouth stifling a moan, smothering her passion with her mouth. She held her head in her hands pulling Ryan to her, kissing her back deeply, wanting her right then. Her hand slipped into the loose folds of her robe, searching, wanting to feel her wetness, wanting to feel the power. What happened?”“I couldn’t, Master, but you and Susan happened. With the whips, there was a real ... incentive ... to learn to cook. Don’t you agree?” Then she smiled the warmest, most loving smile he’d ever seen — although he didn’t recognize her love for what it was.“But still, Barb ... Only sixty days!” He just shook his head.For dessert she prepared crèpes Suzette. Steve just savored the luscious pancakes. When she served coffee and brought out a platter of fruits and cheeses, he. I stopped right behind her, dropped the cooler, and nonchalantly set my hands just above her hips. I lightly pressed my thumbs against the small of her back and wrapped my fingers around the sides of her waist. She arched her back so that her shoulders came to rest against my chest. I set my lips on her sun-warmed shoulder and softly kissed my way toward her neck. "Mmm," she purred, as I gave her waist a squeeze and pulled her toward me, until I could feel her butt pressing firmly against my. He didn't know why, but laughing made her nipples go erect, right behind that thin layer of cotton. He kept the conversation going, asking how school was going, friends (boyfriends none, girlfriends a couple), and her struggles with her mom (typical teenage bustin' out stuff). As he listened to her talk, he let her sweet voice go straight to his heart, while his head kept wondering if she had any panties on under those pants. But after a couple hours, even Uncle Joe ran out of chit-chat.