So I tapped on the door until he woke and let me in. I put my hand on his chest and pushed my way in, having been asleep the room was dark as a pit. I...fumbled my way to the restroom to undress, not bothering to pick my things up nor even turn the light on. I made my way to the bed with no idea why he’d be on my side, another push moved him over. I wrapped my arm around him, my hand landing on his hard cock. If it wasn’t for that I’m sure I would of fell straight to sleep but there now holding. Gradually, Trey's hips now began a more pronounced response, raising her pelvis a fraction to follow the tip of his finger. He carefully pulled his finger slightly away, so he was barely grazing the crease. His grin widened as he watched her pubis jut out in an attempt to increase the diminishing pressure of his touch, and he continued the teasing withdrawal.With his free hand, Robbie now gently pinched at the waistband of Trey's soaked panties, and began to carefully work them over her hips. "She lowered her eyes, but was still smiling. "My Master knows my needs only too well." She paused a second, then raised her face and looked steadily at me. "Yes, my Master, your wanton slut hopes she will get used by you before this evening is over. She has missed you, and knows that getting used by you is a most enjoyable experience." Maybe I should put you in that frame, after Clara is done."She shivered over her entire body as what seemed to be a massive rush of pleasure went through her.. "Sure, if it doesn't take too long," I said. "I have to be home for supper in half an hour."She didn't come out to the gate to meet me, like she usually did, but just turned around and went in the house, leaving the door open. I went in. She was in the kitchen, under the ceiling fan, looking up."Can you get that bulb out for me?" she asked, pointing to one that wasn't lit. "I'm not tall enough."There was a step stool between the refrigerator and pantry wall. I knew that. She could have used.