"So be it," I declared, hoping that I had covered the problem.The maiden removed her blouse without my command. She dropped her pants and wiggled out ...f her panties. On her hands and knees she crawled to me in complete obeisance. My jaw dropped and my cock sprang rock hard as she approached, her small breasts swaying from side to side.She undid the tie on the side of my tunic and unwrapped the garment, placing it beside us. She started with my collarbone and began kissing her way down my chest,. She decided to turn in before she had a problem. She headed for theother room once again, but couldn't seem to go through the door ofCarl's room. She turned to look at him, already asleep in the bed.Something on the floor caught her eye. It was a large oval throw rug.The kind dogs usually sleep on. Only this one was big enough for a grownwoman her size to lay on. She noticed that it too was embossed. 'Rhonda'it said. 'No!' she thought. 'I'm not sleeping on a rug like a dog ora... slave.' It. ‘How come?’ ‘I…I, ah, I thought we should, you know, talk about something,’ he said. ‘What did you want to talk about, Greg?’ Abby asked, sitting down on the foot of the bed. ‘You know how you, you know, were talking about dating earlier?’ he said. ‘Yes,’ Abby said. She felt her heart begin to race. Greg felt his face growing hot. ‘Well, would…would you…you know…would you want to, date…me…maybe?’ he asked. He wished he didn’t sound so much like a teenager. ‘I’d love to go out on a date with. I went rigid as the tip of his cock played over my pussy lips and I involuntarily jerked as his cock slipped just inside my lips and traveled up the length before rubbing across my clit. My rigid reaction seemed to cause him some concern and he stopped, but I held his head in my hands, massaging the sides of his head as I brought my mouth and tongue to him. He relaxed on top of me and I moaned.With gentleness and reassurance, I encouraged him off me, but kept my hands on him. I sat up and.