(I wonder if he was in some way jealous ? If so, what a missed opportunity for him – I would have really enjoyed humiliating two at once !). Repla...ing my heels on the ground, I wiped my shoe sole on the still impaled bun. ‘Fetch’. Slave stood up and had to kneel down in order to try a retrieve the impaled burger. Naturally, I didn’t make it particularly easy as it was firmly under my shoes. ‘Please Madam’ slave implored quietly. ‘Speak up slave, I can’t hear you’. ‘Please Madam, may. "'Dump soup' was a sad replacement for what lechery was in my head minutes before. Tina read my face. "I love that I can get you that excited. What YOU don't know is that you do that to ME!" she smiled sweetly. "Always have. I wasn't s'posed to think like that when I got in your truck that day. But I kinda did." You never told me that. I thought I was just 'some guy' to you, you know, until..." I couldn't tell you, baby," she said. "I didn't wanna act like Mom, you know, just throw myself at. Olivia took an unusually long time.Megan stood under the spray and let the warmth seep through her. She began by teasing herself, her fingers brushing at her vaginal lips. It felt nice. She kept going. She cupped herself with her left hand as she caressed a breast with her right. It felt even better, especially with the warm, soft water washing over her. She went a little faster now, but not too fast, letting her fingers penetrate her lips as she raked her nipple with her fingernails. Her. She’d come back with the pizza and came looking for me to offer me some.“What you doing” she asked. I was so embarrassed that she’d sneaked up on me. “well”? and without thinking I said, “Sorry Claire, I’m a bit drunk and you know I so want to see your tits, I……I came back here to have a wank thinking about them!” I don’t even to this day know why I said it.Claire stood there in front of me, it wasn’t like this was news to her, for a while she was silent and then said, “Get it out then! .