I do want to talk and get some answers. I mean if your new man isn’t waiting for you in the parking lot. And if you will allow me a bit of your valu...ble time.” She looked down. “You do have a new man, right.” She nodded.“He is outside waiting,” she said. I smiled. I loved it when I was right.“Use that fancy cell phone of yours and tell him to go home or something. He can come back for you later, maybe in an hour or so. I mean if that’s all right with you,” I said. She got up and walked to a. He stole a glance at the creamy thigh that was exposed by her skirt as she had not changed out her traveling clothes, and he felt a pulse of need running through him. He wanted to caress her thigh, but did not want to wake her. He continued to steal glances at her as she slept. She was voluptuous with round breasts and hips, and the thought of her naked in his bed was running through his mind like a movie that never ended. They arrived at his apartment, he woke her, took her luggage, and opened. Into nowhere.Slap!"Pay attention, you filthy perverted slut, "Jason told me, glaring. Hecackled. "It's toy time!"And that's why I was mewling, as quiet as I could. My ass was in pain,and I feared the worst was too come. It's late, too late, pervertedsissy slut. Too late for me.Even though things were sloggy, and the three of them were sloggy, theywere all kinky and horny and began to finish my final dressings withrelish.Jason did my hood. It was a female latex mask, with mesh of. Bathing to her had always been about cleanliness rather than relaxation &although she had come to appreciate it's more sensual aspects in recent yearsit still wasn't the same as stroking your body witha big fluffy towel. Gently,oh & sometimes not so gently, running it across her body. Taking it in herhands & rubbing it into those secret damp places, into those folds of theskin where moisture seemed to collect & always seemed so difficult; evenwith the softest, warmest fluffiest towels; to.