With the other hand I pressed her tits and nipples hard , squeezing it hard. She had her eyes shut now, lips tightly clenched and her face showed that...she was having good fun, her hair was thrown back and now she was bouncing up and down like a mad woman. I stopped it and made her to stand up on the floor and bend forward , holding the chair , with her ass to me. I held her curvy waists with both my hands and rammed my cock into her. As I was pumping her , she was pushing her buttocks back. ‘The whole point of this was to find a place to stay and get a good night’s sleep.’ But that scoundrel had kept her up all night. She fights the giggle, but she is powerless to keep it from escaping in delighted little bursts as she ponders the events of the previous night. Leaving the bar, Michael had carried her suitcase up the stairs onto Russell Place. His chivalry continued to impress her as he helped her into her coat and fastened the buttons in the chill of the laneway. He brushed a few. He had a mustache and a light outline of beard – as if he simply didn’t bothered to shave for a few days. His work pants and high rubber boots showed stains of mud and grass. He stopped and looked around, at the group. Ana was immediately struck by the intensity the man projected. She wondered if this was the man Uncle Chester cautioned her about. If so, he was nothing like he imagined. The tan, well-defined arms and sun streaks in his hair verified that he spent much time working outside, yet. Kneeling the leather was oiled and place next to Daddy’s chair where a glass was poured just before He arrived home. Head bowed arms behind her neck knees spread wide she waited in silence. He brought home the food and placed it in the small bowl between her feet. He ate and drank his small glass they both in silence, she eating out of the bowl with no hands...few small whimpers erupted from her throat as the pin pricks just highly aroused her making the nipples harder and made that tiny nub.