He made me kiss his dick and thank him. Then he told me to look up at himfrom where I knelt. I did, looking into his taunting eyes as he startedstroki...g his dick until it was hugely erect. He continued to jerk himselfoff and following his instructions I begged him not to waste his cum butto shoot it over my face. When he did I thanked him as the stringy streamsof warm liquid ran down my face. He laughed as he fetched the camera andtook some photos of me looking up at him, his softening dick. So we can't fuck tonight," she said, giving me one of those soft kisses that got me here in the first place.Not sure how, but I think the look on my face visualized blue balls better than I could have said it. "We can still play around," she offered, which was better than going home and cumming all over my belly. She did let me lick some of her pussy juices off her nipples, but we stopped at about 4 a.m. as the sun came up and I thought I would need a doctor."Come over Thursday for dinner. I'll. ”Ragan grinned and slapped her on the arse. Esme gasped, giggled, and lead him further down the hallway. They passed a fairly large bedroom, with a large bed and fireplace.“That is mine and my husband’s room,” Esme explained.At the end of the hallway, one doorway led to a tiny bathing room, with a small bathtub, washbasin, and a chamber pot. On the other side, the last doorway led to the second bedroom.“This room will be yours for the night, my Lord,” Esme said, “Or should I say ours.”Ragan. Like it's her birthright or something.Oh, almost forgot. The aforementioned Lenore just happens to be theevil offspring of Mom's best-friend-in-the-whole world.Why couldn't Mom return the damn blouse herself and save me a whole lotof misery? I could have - - I should have - - concocted some sort ofexcuse to get out of it but I just couldn't bring myself to refuse her. Even though doing her this "itsy-bitsy favor" would no doubt provideLenore yet another opportunity to sink her fangs deep.