“Funny I thought he was a screaming Queen either that or what was that expression that Melvin Bragg used about him on the South Bank show last month...Mother??”“A low life sexual deviant with about as much right to live as a rabid cockroach with itchy ball syndrome, was the gist of what he said as I think”“ Gordon Bennet, no Daughter of mine is going to be the muse of a man who gets so drunk that he craps on a coffee table and it was sold the following week for sixty thousand” he said “Oh no I. Thanks to the kissing and massaging she eased down in less time than I expected. After feeling ger muscles pulsating I lifted myself up and tried to pull my dick out a bit. I could see the expressions of pain and pleasure mixed on her face. She was moaning but her eyebrows were showing expressions of pain.I was confused a bit but then I carried on as she wasn’t resisting to any of my movement. She got used to the movements soon. I was moving slowly and making love to her in a sensual way. I. The thoughts of what I would do to her stream from my head to the text message I send her. As I hit the shower, I hear her response come through my phone, making me stroke my cock while the hot water pours over me. I can feel my aggression building as I dry off and check my phone. “I’m ready” is all she wrote, leaving me to imagine how ready she really is for me. I quickly dress and head toward her, knowing I won’t be clothed for long. I know where she will be and what she will want. When I. .. Miss! I’ll go now, I am sorry if I made you worry!”I nodded then looked again seeing that the man was gone! OK, this was getting weird. Opening the door, I saw a small bag and a letter. Grabbing both I had the door locked and secured in seconds. Opening the letter my mouth dropped open.[ Dear miss Mores, I again apologize for disturbing you last night.I will endeavor to not precipitate this again.In the bag you shall find a very small token of Thanks for not alerting the authorities.Perhaps.