A hand started rubbing along my bum crack before several fingers pushed their way in, rubbing all the way along it to the start of my slit, which by n...w was already very wet. Needless to say, the exploring fingers soon felt the wetness, and went further in, probing gently.I felt myself being turned onto my back, still over his knees, with one hand under my shoulders holding me, and another between my half-open legs, probing, then rubbing along my slit, back and forth, again and again. I could. " If she's that mature why do you show such concern about meeting her after school?" Can we leave that for the moment?" she faltered."Yes, of course. I wasn't being nosy, I promise. Just interested." I know." Where did you find Midge?" The conversation moved back to the inconsequential.It was half past six before Richard noticed the time."Good Heavens, look at the time," he said. "I haven't even offered you a drink. What would you like?" Nothing, thanks. I ought to get home." Why?" Propriety,. I begin unbuttoning your shirt, my fingers brushing against your bare skin as I move lower. I love the way you look when you get home from work. I giggle when I think of the contrast between how professional you look, when I know how deviously dirty you can be. You catch my giggle and question it. I give you a sly grin and begin to kiss your chest, your shirt unbuttoned but still on. You moan and slide your hands around me to my bra, unfastening it quickly. I notice the change of pace and. No quid-pro-quo. I'm happy to gear you up. Playing with you is more than pay enough."Her smile turned sultry, as she leaned closer to the camera. "You have no idea, Steve." In game, harlot! Playing with you in game!"She laughed again. I liked that. "Tomorrow?" Do you even have to ask?"It was getting ugly. It had started well. The Act III dungeon was always good for a couple of chests. We were playing hardcore, my Barb and her Wizard.We stepped in it. Deep. Two elite mobs, all the things you.