Your hands freely roamed from my ass to bulge. How my cock jumped at your touch, always self-lubricating well before you unzipped my jeans and stroked...it noisily as we made out. It was so erotic to be kissing while we touched each other. I wonder if you were surprised the first time I came, spurting sticky cum through your fingers onto your bare tummy. I wanted to respect your virginity, but I wanted your taut body so badly. I loved lying naked with you, hands exploring every inch. To build. I might chicken out.He begs for me to give him more than just a cleavage shot, but I’m unsure. I told myself I wouldn’t go farther because of my husband. He probably wouldn’t like me showing off my tits to another guy, no matter how hot they are.I bite my lip and touch the edge of my shirt. I’m tracing the outline for him while I contemplate what to do next.“What if I told you I was touching myself?” He says to egg me on.Was that a twitch down in my pussy?I reach in my shirt and squeeze my. " Danni hissed."No please, look, I've said sorry, can we leave it at that?" No, you've seen me cum, now it's my turn, do you know I've fantasized about you, I've looked across here on a night, knowing your alone, imagining you frigging your wet pussy, I've sometimes watched you getting a shower through the frosted glass of your bathroom window, only being able to see your silhouette but imagining your lathering the soap purposefully into you hot, wet mound." Please Danni, no!" but I could feel. They just plain acted like wives in that tunnel, and they were all over him and obviously worried sick. Now he mentions Wainwright’s wives – plural – so he has more than one, also. How the hell do I act? Mr. Matthews implies that I might be here for a day or two, at least. Where do I eat? Do I eat with the servants?A few moments later, Jeff pushed a door open into the biggest and most amazing kitchen Hall had ever seen, where a number of women were working. As soon as he realized it was a.