I can hardly move my right arm.” She demonstrated, wincing as she tried. I cleared my throat. “Would – would you like me to do a little work on ...hat for you? I'm – I'm a trained masseur.” She looked flustered, doubtful, then grateful. “Do you think it might help? I've got another two classes to teach today, and I don't know how I'll get through them.” “I'll do my best”, I said firmly, trying and failing to keep the eagerness out of my voice. “Kneel down in front of me. That's it. Lower your. Before she went to sleep she also tasted some of the milk, cornflakes and water.The next day I woke up early, first having a look at the recordings of last night. My guest seems to had an easy time falling asleep. The cuffed hands and legs didnt seem to bother her much. I noticed she was still sleeping and decided to go to the bathroom first and prepare myself a breakfast. Then I went upstairs to have a look at my captive. Slowly I opened the door as I didn't really wanted to shock her. She was. " Anne surprised herself by staying calm and in control of her voice. "He's certainly trustworthy I'm sure, very polite. A mistake as my aunt said." Very well, that is what I was sent to ask. You know him and tha, think well of him. Please excuse the intrusion." He backed away and left quietly after several bows and waves of his hat.The women looked at each other, and Anne's aunt licked her lips, sighed, put down her big napkin, folded her hands together and said, "It's true isn't it. He is a. Emma screamed. ‘You’re making me come, fucking hell, it feels so good…’ She drifted off as the orgasm she’d yearned for took over, making her jerk and shake on the floor, her pussy twitching like made round Sophie’s fingers. Paul nearly lost it at that point but slowed down just enough to keep from orgasming. He began to pick up speed when Sophie slid forwards suddenly, off the end of his cock. She turned and with a single swift movement, pushed him onto his back. Paul lay back, wondering why.