With my cock getting harder in your hand you lean forward turning to me and with a loving smile you said, “Baby you need me to take care of that for...you.” Pulling me forward so I can get up and sit on the edge of the tub. My cock standing straight up you lather your hands with soap you wrap your long fingers around my hard shaft. You begin to stroke me in your soapy hands. You grip the head of my cock squeezing it as you stroke. Your hand slips over the tip causing me to moan loudly. You smile. Ellen knew instantly from the inflection of his voice that she had to tone down her demand if she ever would have a normal conversation with him. With a smile she entered the office and said with an upbeat tone, “Good morning Gregory.”“Ellen,” the man said with a smirk, “You are early. Have you eaten already?”“I’m fine thanks, but I was hoping you might have a few minutes to listen to what I found out last night.”He looked at his watch and asked, “Can we discuss this while I get something to. "Hannah laughed. "And then, America - a strange career decision, for an underage porn-star in great demand in England. Why don't you tell me how that happened?"Jonas smiled warmly, and she felt her heart flutter in her chest. "I'd be glad to," he said. * After Jane's party, I was a wreck. I was angry with her, with myself, with the world for bringing us together - and, of course, Matthias took ruthless advantage of me, using me in every scene he could think of. I didn't care. He was. It was not sexual but there were time when it clearly was, like when I was having a quiet session in my bedroom on my computer with a shared online masturbation session and did not realise he was standing in my doorway watching me rub myself silly and talk trashy sex.I know he has not forgotten that morning and why should he, it was not intentional on my part for him to watch me jack off to a stranger but it did put me into his head as a sexual object and ever since I know he wants to fuck.