Keeping her in mind, I thought, I’ll get into the scheme of things.My Uncle came to me sometime during the evening and gave me the keys to two of th... rooms on the ground floor. One to keep the presents in and another where he kept all the bottles of drinks in. He knew I don’t drink or smoke, so I would be the most trustable, at least when it came to drinks. So every half an hour or so, when the presents got piled up, I’d call one of these maids and tell them to accompany me to the room and drop. ’ She smiled. ‘Go away? It will never go away.’ Seeing his troubled eyes, she continued, ‘No, I don’t mean it that way. I mean… this was it. This was the lowest and it’s behind me now. There’s nowhere to go but up.’ She gave him a tremulous smile, but one that reached her tired eyes, however faintly. ‘Now I’ll be okay.’ He nodded. ‘Come. You should lie down for a bit. Did you sleep?’ ‘No. What I need is… Michael?’ She met his eyes. ‘Can you leave?’ Seeing his incredulous look, she hastened to. "Will you talk me through it?" "Of course." I nervously make my way over to her and carefully straddle her beautiful face. She must feel my hesitation because she wraps her arms around my waist and tenderly kisses my aching, wet labia. "Don't be nervous, baby," she says. "You set the pace. You're in control." Her words placate me and force my rigid, tense body to relax. I lower myself on her mouth and gasp when I feel her wet, luscious tongue slide. I took in his satisfied and cocky expression as he towered above me, clearly proud of having conquered me. Visible drops of sweat started to roll down his neck and stain the shirt he was wearing. Wasting no time, he ripped his long sleeves and pants off, leaving only his tie on before he continued to pound into me. I took in his ripped muscles and arms with visible satisfaction and approval. I like how he looked hot but not scary – some guys looked scary when they were too ripped but he was the.