Then you can curl up in my lap like a little pussycat." Oh, that sounds cozy. Do I have to be dressed?" When is the last time you saw a pussycat dres...ed?"She grinned widely and stood up so that I could pull up my pants. After closing up the office, we put her bag in the back seat of my truck. Once we got in, Christina pulled off her dress and shoes. Completely bare, she stared at my lap and said, "This simply won't do." What's the problem?" How will I play with my toys with them covered. I needed to talk to someone and he was the only one I felt I could turn to.He brought me in, made some tea as I sobbed uncontrollably on his sofa andtried his best to calm me down.I hysterically told him the whole sordid tale about Club Mystique, Raybeing George's cousin and my ruined life."I told you not to go down to that club, man!" he exclaimed."I don't know what happened, man," I sniffled. "I don't really evenremember how it all went down." Don't be such a stupid bitch Josh!" he said. I continue to kiss her left cheek for a while before moving to her right one and she gently sways her buttocks."You know I love you playing with my arse don't you, Paul?" Oh yes, I know," I reply.What she really really loves is attention to her arse crack so when I insert one finger in it she squeals."Oh yes baby, tease my arse crack."She lowers her head into the bedclothes and that seems to raise and open up her arse a bit more.I gently slide the one finger up and down her crack, just brushing. There was still almost an inch left to go inside, but I wasn’t going to force it in and risk hurting her. Samantha’s pussy was contracting and releasing my dick to her breathing, as she stayed in place for a while, still biting her lower lip, with her eyes closed. After a couple of minutes Samantha started to raise her hips back up, her pussy grabbing at my dick as she rose up. She lifted up until just the tip was still inside, then she slowly sank back down onto it, when it hit bottom again,.