They ate together upstairs in the bedroom. Afterward, he helped her wash up a little and brushed her long hair and gave her her medicine. She was feel...ng better and he was happy for that. He had wanted everything to be perfect for his arrival home to her bearing his gifts... 'Ahh, well', he thought, 'Life is not perfect.'"Franchesca!" he said excitedly. "Are you ready to see what I've brought back for you?"She was excited, like a little girl, "Yes!" she said, feeling better now from the hot. When Mistress smiled like that, it meant she had something special in mind. Mistress slowly walked around Mary, her big breasts and the wet strap-on standing out from her still fully clothed body. Standing directly behind Mary, she leaned over her shoulder and spoke softly into her ear. “I think it’s time to take this out now, don’t you?” “Oh no, Mistress,” Mary pleaded. “Please, leave it in there. I love having it in my arse.”“I believe I can think of a better use for your little arsehole,. Keeping my eyes locked to his, I reached behind my head and pulled the clip holding my hair up, tossed it to the side and let my hair fall down over his lap to obstruct his view. I closed my eyes and licked the length of his shaft again, stopping to flick the tip of my tongue over that sensitive ridge of skin just below the head. He made a sound halfway between a moan and a growl. I glanced up at him, and through the curtain of my red hair I saw that he had thrown his head back and closed his. ” She was ready to protest him leaving her but as he walked across the diner he looked back and mouthed the words ‘trust me’ to her. Even in all this mess she had to smile. He moved around the corner by the restrooms and picked up the pay phone. He talked for a few minutes and then hung up. He flipped open the phone book that was hanging from the phone and dialed again. He talked to someone again only this time he seemed angry. When he hung up and came back to her, she felt safe again. She had.