All the time she was getting things out of my car or making the drinks I couldn't stop looking at her but I was convinced she was teasing me bending o...er or reaching up showing her knickers off to me and I thought she had such an erotic body. I was trying to disguise my hard on when Dan appeared. Phew I thought saved by the bell I was almost tempted to make a move.But nothing changed in fact it got worse as she continued Dan was pointing her out saying things about her and touching her slapping. Or maybe it's the strange, intimate talk we just had. Or maybe it's the sounds I heard coming from my parents' room earlier. Whatever the cause, the feel of his hand over my arm, my hip, my neck makes me want to moan and beg him to keep going, to push aside the flimsy bathrobe, to pull up the hem of my T-shirt and caress my bare flesh.He probably thinks I'm asleep. He turned the TV down a little, and soon, too soon, he stops touching me. He probably imagines he'll wake me up if he keeps. You never knew with these stupid young girls. Some of them didn't know the first fucking thing about protection. He slotted his prick into the soggy hair-lined groove of her cunt, letting his cock head tilt up over her belly as he had before. Then he began to spurt put his steaming load of cum all over her golden skin."Ooooooh! Ohhhhhhh!" Becky protested, her cunt suddenly cold and empty. Why had he pulled out? Why? Didn't he know she needed him in there? Didn't he know she needed that. He realisedthat he had a big hard-on, and at the same time, desperately needed topee. There was a scent of roses in the air. But he was blind, andrealised he couldn't move, nor speak as there was something jamming hismouth. And the voice from the dreams was still there, encouraging him tobe a good boy, and do as he was told, and how lovely it was to serve, andbe rewarded.Arabella switched off the sound system, and began to speak into a mikeconnected to his hood. "Good morning Chris, I hope you.