It was standing proud now. He seemed pleased and indicated we should go upstairs. I leapt at the opportunity.Upstairs he led me, trousers still part...way down my legs into his bedroom and said he had to use the bath room. I lay on his bed and while I waited removed all my clothes. On his return he seemed impressed with the sight of me lying there on my back cock still very very hard. He knelt and began to stroke me. It was lovely to feel his touch, he was very sensitive and didn't give it. Aaaahh... noo... M-Master...”“If so, I’ll give you a caning you’ll remember for many a day!”“No... Master... No... I s-swear Master!”SSLLAAAPPPP! SSLLAAAPPPP!“Get on with it then!”Carlotta’s soft, soapy cunt began to glide up and down Quentin’s thighs, rousing his lust even higher. Oh that body... so succulent... all slippery...He just couldn’t wait any more...“Down... on hands and knees... my beauty!” Quentin’s voice was almost guttural with the intensity of desire.With a helpless, despairing. Then he called back and said there was a little business he had to tend to and that he'd be back in time to take you to supper." It's okay, Harry, you had other things on your mind. I hope it's alright if I wait for him here." Tamara, if you don't mind the floorshow, you're welcome to stay as long as you like."The small woman smiled sweetly at him and went to the sitting room to gaze out at the city below."Harry," Kelly said, "come cuddle with me on the bed for awhile." An invitation I'll. Our one hundred acres was below the Finnerty place. I heard what happened to them. That was terrible."There was a time I had a good man. We were good people, living in a good neighborhood. My man, ah, um, ah, my husband, worked on the railroad and made good money. One day, the railroad was robbed. Someone accused my man of being a thief. He was afraid he would be put in jail and not be able to provide for Summer and me, so he brought us here, to my parents' old homestead. We had visited the.