Sandy opened her blouse, letting her tits free."Sandy! Damn it!" Oh, Rob!" she said. "Stop acting like some stuffy old school teacher! You're an engin...er, supposedly a man of the world! Damn you, Rob, act like a man!" But JoeyÜÜ" Joey is in bed, probably asleep by now," she said, taking his arm and pulling it over her shoulders, curling his fingers about one tit. When she decided he would leave his hand there, she placed her hand on his cock, pressing and squeezing. "And you can't. Quintin is a rich politician, you were living in his museum, Im guessing you were the prize art work in his sick fantasy, youre welcome by the way, for me saving you. He chuckled and leaned back in his seat, crossing a heavy, worn, black leather boot over his knee. I was there on business, needed to get out quick and seeing as you had a mind to stop me, I took you. No ulterior motives I promise you little one. Obe liked watching the girl, her small, cute movements, the curious look in her. ."I watched him pause again, searching."Was what?"He burst out giggling. "It was fantastic!"The way he said fantastic, spreading out the syllables, making it lastfor seconds, made me giggle. Loudly."It was," he continued, "it was fucking fantastic!"I was beaming with pride."Me too, Brad," I said.Then he stopped, like he wanted to say something else, but decidedagainst it. Then he started again."I didn't offend you, did I? With what I said?"There was genuine concern on his face."What you. I just got my hair dry.”“Very funny.” Rick shot back, giving her a hard slap on her ass. And then he turned to Vicky, “C’mon, girl.”Rick got under the water first to get himself wet all over, and then we switched places. I began shampooing my hair while Vicky washed the rest of me. After I rinsed, I stepped out and Vicky followed to dry me.I called in to Rick, “do you need Vicky in there?”“No, go ahead. She’s yours today. I’ve got this.”I left Vicky to dry herself and went to look for the other.