"Hello, Mrs. Nicki, I saw you working out. You are so strong to stay on that machine for so long. I can't do more than fifteen minutes and I am all ou... of the breath and have to stop."Nicki watched the girl run the bar of soap up between her buttocks and saw that she didn't hesitate to get it up deep to clean every last hidden corner. She liked that sort of dedication and saw her own need for cleanliness reflected in the actions of the much younger female."Candy, let me do your back for you and. ‘He is here,’ I thought to myself. ‘Watching… He sees me.’ I was so wet. I was so excited. I walked over to the bench and stepped across it, a leg on either side. I slid down the bench until my back was against the wall. I arch my back as my fingers touched the swollen bud of my sex, and I moaned… ‘Did he hear me?’ I thought? ‘Yes he can hear me, I know he can.’ Through my bra, I pinched the nipple on one breast as my other hand explored the warm moist area between my legs. But needing much. "Mark Darling, wait." I turned back to her, and she motioned me back to her bed. I sat on the edge of it and looked at her. "Lay down with me." I lay down next to her, feeling her hot, sweaty body against mine, I looked at the ceiling. She got on her side, her nipples brushing against my body were almost too much. "You know we shouldn't be doing this."I nodded. "I should've stopped you the first time I saw you staring at my knickers up my skirt on the sofa. But I couldn't." I looked at her, put. Setting the tray on Leanne's lap she whipped off the lid. "Here's your breakfast as ordered," she said with as serious a face as she could, "Enjoy it Mistress!"Leanne frowned and opened her eyes with a struggle. One look at the plate, combined with the fried smell was enough. More than enough. "Oh god," was all she said before throwing up onto the tray.Babs chuckled and said, "Aww doesn't Mistress want her brekkie?" Leanne pushed the tray aside, caught by Babs before it crashed onto the floor,.