I pulled the pillow from between my legs, felt myself blushing again. “Was doing my nails too much for you?” “Um…no…I mean…” “I want...you to go to the bathroom, take off all your clothes, bend over the counter, and rub that little clit until you come.” Still lost, I looked at her, not understanding her words. She slapped me on the thigh, hard enough to really sting. “Now.” I jumped up, was halfway to the bathroom before I understood her words. “And don’t even think about closing that door.”. "It would suit you well and you could make a ton of money."'Money?' I I thought to myself.'Like you really need any....' Caireen reminded me.She was right, with as easy as she magically made anything I neededappear... and most babies don't really spend money themselves... I sighed asHannah brought a toothbrush up to my mouth. I took it and brushed myteeth before she helped me rinse my mouth out and carried me to ourroom. "You ready for breakfast now?" she asked me.I looked at her and nodded.. If it wasn’t a work night, she would have been all for getting drunk. Thirty minutes and a glass and a half of merlot later, Julie was feeling the edge come off her nerves. Ashlee made unobtrusive conversation as they sipped their wine, asking Julie if she needed help getting clothes and things from the house and the like, keeping the focus on small, practical matters. But as they finished their second glasses of wine, Ashlee started poking into more personal issues. But not about Gary. About. I looked deep into her wide, wild eyes as her pupils spilled, then overflowed, and a nipple hardened against my groping hand."Fuck me, you dirty cunt," she urged, "fuck me hard."I released weeks of pent-up work tension, and many more months of sexual frustration, on her body and white-hot cauldron We devoured each other like animals, my cock thrusting manically inside her as she dug her nails hard into my shoulder, her breaths turning to moans and then to screamed exhortations. "Take me, you.