Allow the hard-on while staring at the screen, just imagining circling my tongue in her pussy.Let me describe myself first before getting to her.Age B...fore I could say anything witty, she leaned against me and gave me a kiss on the cheek. “Can I take care of that in the morning?” she asked, looking down at my erection. “That and more.” I said, sounding confident, but disappointed that my cock needed her attention and she wasn’t going to play with it right then. “Mmmmm. Good.” she said, looking at my manhood, almost admiring it. Carol settled in beside me, we cuddled, and my erection, which had been pointed like a flag pole at the ceiling,. From his briefcase, he retrieved a hand-written note and handed it to Melissa, winking at her before he ascended the stairs.Melissa read the note as she walked slowly to sit on the sofa while she waited. A smile broke out on her lips and she found herself biting the edge, she remembered what had happened last time she read something similar from him but on that occasion, he was away on business. She placed the paper on the arm of the sofa and slumped into it. She looked at her body while. The girl was obviously half starved, so I was going to give her soup, hoping that her body could absorb it.She'd washed up the few items we'd used, and was sitting in the same chair in the kitchen when I got in. I had her help me with the vegetables. It was clear she had no experience of cooking as she was clumsy with the knife and peeler, but I didn't rush her. The pressure cooker and blender, and, after nearly two hours of work, a pan of vegetable soup."I'm going to call you Dorothy," I told.