He moaned again and tightened his hand in her dark hair. He’d pulled it free from its clasp and a few strands kept falling across her face with ever... sultry bob of her head. At first, she’d brushed them away. Now, she didn’t bother. If he wasn’t mistaken, she had one hand under her skirt, rubbing herself while she pleasured him. He’d check the recording later. His fingers dug into her scalp as she took even more of his thick cock down her throat. She was growling continuously as she worked on. "So you hit 'save, ' and then when you come home — assuming that you have nothing else in the world to do, which is probably a pretty safe assumption with most of us — you dive right back in where you left off." Of course." So if I had something like that with my new friend Inigo, I wouldn't have to convince him every night that I'm not the guy who killed his father."Wizen didn't answer me directly. But the last thing I saw before he waved his hand again was his smile and nod."I'm not saying. "It's nice to see you again,Sam" she said. "I guess I'm glad you're here." Then she bounced out thedoor. "See ya!" she said brightly, and was gone.Sam stood for a few moments, watching her through the window as shetraipsed off to meet her friend. As he watched her he remembered the cutebra and panties she was wearing, and how he had seen them through hersheer dress. Wow, how he loved bras and panties. Especially the cute kindthat young girls wore. And now he was going to be living with one.. "How much further torture toy". She pointed with her arm, "just up the road about half an hour". Without moving but just writhing seductively in my clutching hands she asked softly, "What are you gonna do to me?" "I'm gonna punish you like you need to be punished", I replied. I wanted to rip her clothes off right then and there, instead I kept my cool and said "lets go". We turned off onto a dirt road and I saw ahead an expansive stretch of rangeland with log fencing on one.