It got to the point that the third time, the words that slipped out were not even what she meant or wanted to say.She had asked him what would happen?...He answer, want to find out was the single most tempting thing he could say. Before she knew it, she had done exactly what she was trying to talk herself out of doign! It was as if something had possesed her. Something had, her childish antics had gotten her. Her master left her here as punishment. The hall. There was nothing overly scary about. “Hello. How are you? I am Mildred. I bet you are looking for a place to stay. Well, you are in luck. I just had a cancellation for the weekend. I bet you and your man will be very happy here.” All this just seemed to flow from her mouth in that warm welcoming tone Patricia missed so much from her home in the south. The people in LA seem so preoccupied and driven. Patricia had never really felt at home there.“Yes, I would love to stay here. It is just me. My ex-husband is not here to spoil my. Which I did.I stood at his bedroom door, naked, and tossed the box to him."Get your clothes off, Danny, I want you bad, right in here," as I pointed to my pussy."Let me get you wet first." I've beat you to it." What if I just want to lick you anyway?" Oh, in that case," and I lay down on his bed and spread my thighs wide for him. Oh, yes, this again, this wonderful feeling. I realized how much I had missed this feeling. His tongue, oh, and his lips and his sucking all around."Oh, god, Danny, I. Our eyes meet and I can’t help but smile and tilt my head back, doing my very best to contain my lust for you. After pulling down my panties you grasp my inner thighs and spread my legs, running your finger on the lips of my soft pussy, gently working your way in between, realizing how wet I already am. You can’t help but smirk at how much you turn me on, and feel the need to pleasure me even further. You slide you finger into soaking wet V, slide it out, and slip in another. At the same time.