..faster...''there was a gleam of excitement in her eyes, as she rolled back her chair she pulled aside the front of her skirt and pulled aside her kn...ckers..I moaned as I saw she was wearing old style stockings with thick straps and large metal clips.''you like to look at me don't you Mr. Kingdom? Watch me as I walk around the garden, in my tight skirt and stilettoes, wank your cock for me and watch me spread my cunt for you''She pulled her cunt lips apart and dipped a finger into her wet. I take Trevors hand and move it to my inner thigh as I ramble about howFinals are bullshit. I smile at Trevor and his eyes meet mine before wandering down, to where his hand is. Hot! Miro yells, reminding us hes still there. I laugh and change the way Im relaxing, my head on Trevors lap, pulling his hand to my chest as I close my eyes, giggling at how high I am. But not too high to cloud my judgement. I know what I want, and what I want is….Trevor. Miroooo, go way, I mutter. This is my houseee. Jobs pay a pittance and even if they have a university degree, there are literally hundreds of applicants for every position.So he’s always meeting them via the online dating sites, then telling them he’s looking to sell his house in the UK, find a nice Thai wife and build a big house here. Then he shags them for free and many of them play their own bullshit game by telling him, “how much they love him” and “what a beautiful big cock he has” and cling on to him thinking he actually loves them. One finger probed, then two. He curled his fingers so the pads rested on her G-spot, and his thumb touched her clit. A pulse of pleasure radiated outward from that touch, and he started to move his arm. His fingers slid over her G-spot at the same time that his thumb did on her clit. The sensation was exquisite. He moved slowly at first, almost experimentally, then a little faster, until he had a smooth, steady rhythm going. Not quite the same speed as before, but no less pleasant.Her arousal.