Elizabeth was so excited that she could hardly sit still, and if you were to look at Ricky, anyone could tell that he was so nervous. He told her that...when he got out of the shower, she would get her spanking. Spankings had always turned Elizabeth on. Elizabeth knew that Ricky always took long showers, and she figured that with him being nervous, he would be in there even longer and it would give her some time to have a quick orgasm, so she would not make a fool of herself in front of him as. She continued to massage my back and shoulders with brilliant technique as I drifted into a state of complete relaxation. It was time for her to switch attention to my legs, needing my calfs and hamstrings. Her fingers started to gradually explore a little further up, working underneath the towel to rub my glutes, stroking back down my inner thighs. I’d zoned out to the point where I’d forgotten my wife was in the same room. That was until those strokes down the inner thigh turned into brushes. "He laughed at the groggy sound she made. "Yes, well I'm sorry about leading you to that particular well, darling. It seemed like a good idea at the time. But if you feel anything like I did on waking up you've got a drum banging away in your head and a mouth as dry as a sandpit. My guess is you shut the damn alarm off. I didn't, that's why I'm calling you instead of the other way around." Oh, Nick, thank God it's you." Oh, you are there! Wonderful! So, how's your head?" Fucked up: hangovers do. Roya or Sheel must have given her a jumpsuit because it was clearly visible under her furs. She was also wearing the new moccasins and the leather belt with knife and pouch tied around her slim waist.As I approached she smiled brightly, and this time she did not lower her eyes when she said, "Oh, thank you so much for all these wonderful gifts Dac. I have never seen such fine things."Then she insisted on taking each one of her items out of the pouch one at a time to show me, hairbrush, soap,.