Put the leftovers in the fridge and finally returned to the living room. LauraBefore I had a chance to say anything, he was on his knees by my foot, a...ain. He had retrieved a towel and fresh bandages which he put on the floor. Tommy folded the towel that he had brought in and put it over his leg. Then he carefully lifted my foot out of the water. Before he placed it gently on his thigh, he looked at the sole. I watched him work, wrapping my foot and drying each toe individually, carefully. Stephen taunted me, “Tell me you want it Leigh. Beg for it.” He lightly pressed his head against my wanting hole. I moaned out, “Fuck me Stephen. Give me that big cock.” The dirty talk was really making me hot and I couldn’t help but grab my tits while he looked upon me. When he pushed his head against my hole I relaxed my legs and allowed my pussy to slide over his cock. The position we were in allowed me to feel his head as it hit my bottom. “Unh.” Stephen hummed as he felt my pussy glide. Not real sure what it is that makes them hate like that.”“If a white boy ever jumps on one of us and calls us names, can we whup his ass, Daddy?” Caleb asked.“If you don’t, I’ll whup your asses for you. Don’t any of you ever take a cussing ‘cause you’re Indian and don’t ever let them white boys talk down on you either. We’re just as good as they are, and I don’t know a lot of them that’s got what we’ve worked for either.”“Daddy, you get really mad about that stuff, don’t you?” Little Eli. "Isn't sex for money illegal?" Most places," Gretchen agreed, "but, with the right license, it's not illegal in Nevada. However, being an escort isn't about the sex. Sex is not a given on most engagements and even if the client is interested, it only happens if I feel like it. It's really much more about the social aspects of interpersonal relations." I saw Trish hanging on every word Gretchen said, her eyes so intense that I had to smile."If you don't mind my asking, is it just men," Jo asked.