She carefully crossed her legs, making that delicious swishing noise, beloved by stocking fetishists and staring intently at me, began: “I’ve been...thinking Peter. You have been doing so much work for me, I feel that I’m imposing on your time and generosity.”“No really Miss, it’s not a problem,” I replied.“Hear me out, Peter. Of course I’d like our little ‘arrangement’ to continue, but in future, I will pay you for your time,” she said.“Honestly Miss, it’s not necessary. My consultancy work has. 'Oops!' Dave laughed as he felt his long cock coming to like between Leona's legs.'Is there a time this beautiful thing is ever soft?' She teased enjoying the feel of it coming to life between her long legs. 'You could kill a girl!' Leona giggled as she leaned against him, wondering if she would be able to move her hips like she had while he was on top of her body. She cautiously moved and heard a moan of approval come from Dave.He held Leona tighter than before as he moved with her sexy hips.. Another matter came to mind while talking to my mates. Suddenly I remembered the boy I had taken from Araknis who I had given to Barnabas to foster. I hadn't seen him since returning to Oak Hall nor had I seen the boy's mother. I wonder where they were.I learned the next day once I was up and about. It turned out that Suzy Park had taken them in. The young boy had become friends with Suzy's son and when Barnabas had died, Suzy had invited the boy and his mother to stay with them. I had a quick. Her doors her open with just the curtains covering it. I was working on the fan and in the meantime, she closed one door and let the curtains rest on it. So basically, the visible area was through the left side of the door.She was apparently ironing her clothes. She didn’t have an ironing board I suppose. She had laid down, two layers of bed sheets and was ironing on top of that. She was wearing a Maxi/gown while doing that. Guys like the many people who used this exact line up until now, I’m.