It+s about time. Her fingers find the watch on his wrist again: -Oh its already so late, I will have to go now++-Please+, he says, -have another coffe...+. She tips with her manicured finger on his watch. -My time is very precious+ --I+ll make it worthwhile+, he says. She laughs. -Ok, another coffee then+ By the way foreigner, you+ve got a nice watch+ I like men+s watches+ although they tend to be a bit heavy, is yours heavy?+ -Yes+, he says. -Would you mind if I try it on?+-Not at all.+ He. He shuddered, his body spasming as he fought against his natural urge. He wanted to give me this rapture. He wanted to fulfill his need.And didn't. He restrained himself.A pity. Then I could squeeze and squeeze and squeeze, punishing him for his—The door to my bedchambers opened. I shuddered, letting my orgasm die as I tasted my lamia slave's presence. My eyes fluttered as the ecstasy buzzed through my veins. I savored the post-coital euphoria.“You are intruding, Shilia,” I hissed, squeezing so. " As she said that, Marylou slid a hand down and cupped it over Rachel's smoldering pussy. Rachel gave a little gasp and her pussy fluttered in the blonde girl's open palm."Yeah--you're hot, all right," Marylou said.It wasn't right to let another girl feel her pussy, Rachel felt. Still, it wasn't as naughty as sucking off a doggy--and it felt good, too.Marylou's hand moved just a little, soothing, caressing."Want me to frig you off?" she whispered.She kissed Rachel again and her fingers tugged. ”For a moment I was stunned, How could I have worked for, and with, this prim woman for nearly a year without realising who she really was. I watched her slip out of her jacket and pose in front of me, not naked but wonderfully provocative. Her pure white starched shirt set off her black clad legs with the beautiful dark shadow of her pubic hair showing through the white material. Mature slim and sexy.“Toni! Call Brian!” She spoke sharply waking me from my paralysis.I opened the door into the.