“Yummy, sweet and hot, just the way I like my cream. It looks like you followed my directions. Good girl.” “Yes sir, three strawberries inside m... and cream on me and my nipples.” “Inside where and cream where?” “Inside and on my cunt and on my nipples Sir.” “That’s my good little slut. Here, put this over your eyes.” With that, he tossed me a black silk scarf that I had not noticed before. “But?” “No, don’t argue... tie that over your eyes. I only want you to feel, not see.” I complied again. Even if I dodge any advances he makes during the party, I still have to live with him. The looks he’s been sending me over the past couple of hours suggest he’s still planning to make a move during the fireworks show. I’ve decided it’s for the best if I turn him down, but it doesn’t stop me from indulging in a few what-if fantasies. Every time I think about him getting close to me and turning on the charm, my skin tingles and my body warms with pleasure. Saying no to him won’t be easy, but my. I think your father fears if he lets this rock go then his ship will be cast lose and he will lose his moorings.” The two women tried their best to understand Dr. Nelson’s medical gibberish. “In fact he has even taken this fantasy a step further. He associates your mother with his physical wedding band. He says his own father brought this band from Damascus, in Syria. He brought one set for each child. Supposedly these rings were crafted by some mythical goldsmith with special holy powers; a. "So he raped you like this?" Mike said, his throat dry.He moved behind her and she looked back over her shoulder at him and he could see the lust in her eyes.Michele's vagina was moist and steamy, she was getting aroused re-enacting what had happened to her in this workshop. She couldn't help it, she was becoming very horny as the memories came flooding back."No, he em ... he got very close behind me and he ... he put his hand under my skirt," Michele whispered.Mike took the cue and slid a hand.