“This,” He told her. He slowly closed her fingers around it, and moved his hips slightly to push it into her hand. She felt the heat coming from...him, and her hand began to slowly stroke his cock and her eyes lowered to watch what she was doing. He smiled to himself as she moved closer to him. “Find something you like…Ms. Sonnie?” “Oh my….you’re so….so hard….so…so big….” Her fingers gripped him firmly, but tenderly. Her hand moving slowly up and down. He slowly turned her. ‘Sit. I’ll comb out your hair while you eat.’He smiled at me, with the same expression of exhaustion and love as I had given him, took the bowl from me and sat on the bed. I crawled up behind him and found the brush, gently taming his wet auburn tangles.‘We’ve made good time so far, don’t you think?’ Jason asked between slurps of soup.‘Eleven hours isn’t bad at all,’ I agreed. ‘Where are we going to stop?’‘I was thinking a little town just outside Sweetfield. What do you think?’‘I think I don’t. My husband likes me to not wear knickers with this outfit. My husband had also shaved me completely bald the night before.Trev, the plumber, started working his way down my body, he was between my legs, but my skirt was still closed. He opened my skirt and looked at how naked and shaven I was and said ‘Wow, I did not expect that’. He knelt between my legs and I could not wait for what I knew was about to happen. I LOVE being eaten, I almost love it more than being fucked, especially if the man. ” Bonnie looks at her cuffed wrist and whispers, "Unless they’re really patient.”“And if they are really patient….?” Marcie whimpers.Bonnie’s eyes snap to Marcie’s body and look her up and down. She locks eyes with her and moves in close as she snarls, “They’ll hunt you for years.”“She’s been hunting you that long?” Marcie says practically spitting out the word hunting like a bad aftertaste.“Three years she’s been trying to get to me. And tonight she finally succeeded.” Bonnie laughs. “I.