The picture of him working returned to me as I lay in bed that night. I think that was the first time I masturbated to thoughts of anyone other than f...lm stars or my favourite pop-idol. The following day when I took the dog for his walk I went past the Smithy again. This time I stood and watched Rocky working for quite a while. After I’d been standing there for sometime, Rocky looked up at me, gave me a smile and said, ‘Good morning, young lady!’ then returned to his work. Over the next few. I smile at the sight, cause I’m just getting started. I move the final few inches down, taking in the sight of your sweet spot. The lips of you sex glisten in the candlelight, like the treasure that it is. You hips continue to buck, beckoning me closer. Silently begging me not to make you wait any longer. My tongue darts out, and you let out a small cry when it touches. I press it against the opening and then trail it slowly from there to your clit, extracting a long moan from. ?Good god,? he cried out.??What are you doing here?? Karen just smiled at him.??What do you think, dear?? I?m your woman for the day.? Tony couldn?t believe it, but it turned him on.? He?d never thought of Karen this way, assomebody he needed to please, but after all the training he?d received, therewas nothing he wanted to do more.? Hefell to his knees in front of her, ran his hands up her thighs, raised herskirt and buried his face in her pussy.?She wasn?t wearing any underwear.?She let him. "I had a feeling this might happen. Although it might seem like an unusual request, it made sense, given the context. Rebecca was, for reasons I couldn't understand, very self-conscious about her breasts. I suppose a small-chested woman living in this world of d-cup porn stars, where tiny waists and giant tits are glamorized, could feel that way. I wouldn't have wanted Rebecca any way but the way she was. Despite my total and complete comfort with her body, I would grant her wish."So . . ." she.