“Baby. I want to make you feel good. But you’re going to ask for it. Tell me. What. You Want,” she says slowly.“I want your mouth on my pussy....��“And then what?”“I want you to fuck me with your fingers.”“How many baby?”“Two, and then three.”“Mmm. Good girl. Say please and you’ll get your wish.”“Please. Please.”By this point I’m going crazy just trying to control my body. Everything in me just wants to grab her head and direct it to my center. But I know that’s not her game. And quite frankly, it. She dashed upstairs to the main level, and then to the second floor, checking every single room, including the bedroom where Gunther had left her abandoned. No Gunther, no Amy, no anyone, at all. The house was deserted.Jamming fists to her forehead, Rebecca backed against a door jamb, closed her eyes and breathed raggedly through her mouth. She was nauseous again. Leaving her eyes closed, she shakily dug out her iPhone and thumbed the Home button. Peeking one-eyed at the screen, she brought up. Oh so gently. I shudder feeling every inch of his skin against mine. I struggle to open my eyes. ‘Shhhh,’ he croons in my ear. ‘Stay in shadow,’ he whispers. Dreamily, I obey, languishing in the heightened sensation sleep can bring. Somewhere I know the tingle should be concentrated between my legs, but I feel it run along the curve where my legs reach my ass. I feel it in the small of my back tickled by the hair on his belly. I feel it in the tips of my nipple even though he now caresses the. Why don’t you come over after supper when the sun isn’t so intense and enjoy the water.”“I’ll bring some snacks,” volunteered Mel. She nodded and grinned and he watched her barely covered butt wiggle as she walked away. He dug out his best swimsuit.He put together some chips and pretzels and beer to take with him when he went next door. Alicia introduced him to Paul, her husband and Bebe her daughter. When they headed out to the backyard Paul mentioned that swimsuits were not allowed in the.