“That’s a lovely start,” she grinned at him. “If I get naked for you, will you do the same for me?” Without waiting for an answer, Karla sli...ped the shoulder straps of her shift off and pulled it down her body until it gathered at her ankles. Putting a hand on his shoulder, Karla stepped out of the dress and put her thumbs in the waistband of his shorts. “Okay?” she asked. He nodded. Karla eased the garment down his hips and around his throbbing erection. She let it slide down his legs until it. She couldn’t believe she was letting this happen. He reached his hand down to play with her pussy rubbing her clit. “You are so wet,” he whispered in her ear sending shivers down her spine.“Do you want more slut?” She moaned loudly. It was not the response he was looking for because he took his hand away and spanked her ass for a good minute. “I asked you a question. Do you want more slut?”"Yes sir.” “Good girl,” he continued to rub her clit, before grabbing her hair and pushing her to the. He could swear there was a band of warmth on his wrist, and as he driftedoff to sleep it almost felt hot.Two hours later John was waking up in his room. As soon as his eyesopened he felt great - really great. Best siesta ever. He eased to hisfeet and noticed himself in the mirror. His face looked fresh and shiny.Weirdly, he couldn't help thinking that he looked a bit bigger. He'dalways been a big guy but, well, were his shoulders always that wide?Had his arms been quite so impressively. ' In the blink of an eye, the device displayed a cool list of all Super Bowl results with game MVPs. I scanned the display and marveled at the clarity of information. I then thought, 'Super Bowl offensive records, ' which caused the display to immediately change to a wonderfully organized presentation of team scoring, passing, and rushing records. Part way down the display was the individual player scoring, passing, rushing and receiving records, and semi-surprisingly, kicking records.I smiled.