Took her little hand in mine, as we climbed those stairs, both knowing what it meant, her look of fear, swear there was some lust to, she was excited,...my pampering her paid off, she lay on the bed, let me kiss her, little kisses, big, sloppy ones, she laughed as our spit covered her sexy face. Tried to suck her nipples off, little bites, a big one, her squeal, sweet, loved to kiss her soft belly, run my tongue over her hot, tight baby skin, her thighs with just a little meat, soft inner thighs,. Don’t know why; I should hate them shouldn’t I? They’d taken the last shred of hope that I might have been able to lay claim to and trampled it in the dirt. Money they’d offered me: talk about insults. Oh, and they’d allow me open visitation, but it was they allowing me; I’d have no rights that they didn’t approve of; their, his money would see to that. And there it was, the reason she’d dumped me. If I’d been rich she’d still be with me, I was certain of that. But then again, with the face I. After that it got rough. He dipped a small brush into a bucket of thick suds and began the actual scrub-down. At first the bristles scratched quite roughly, but my skin seemed to tighten up and adjust to the pressure—that or my nerves were starting to go numb. Either way, I began to enjoy having the feeling of an intense massage spread across my back, and it left a lingering warmth and freshness on my skin. I leaned forward so that he could reach my lower back, all the way down to the top of my. When I got next to him he was naked and his cock was hard against my thigh. Mike leaned over and started kissing me. Soon we had our tongues in each other's mouths. He rolled on top of me and smiled, you are going to love my cock. He pulled my legs up elevating my ass. He pushed his cock against my fag pussy and went in without too much trouble. He moaned and said Rex had greased my pussy good. He started fucking me in long strokes. He was taking his time. After fifteen minutes or so he sped up.