You’re already wet for me. You always are so wet for me - and that first push of a finger through your outer lips into that incredible heat and wetn...ss - makes me throb again. You feel it, because you’re stroking me now - firm, long strokes, building speed and pressure. And you can’t take your eyes from where the purple head of my cock disappears into your palm. Until I push two fingers inside you - then you’re looking at me. When you utter just one word “more”, you kiss me with your tongue and. Don't fuck me now," she said. I pulled away, and she said, "Be patient." I began to finger her again, and she asked, "Where would you like to cum?" I said, "On your boobs." She smiled and said, "Hmm..I would have thought you would have liked to shoot all over my smooth slip." I told her I would have to do something very soon, and she again pushed her breasts together. I rubbed my penis between them as I watched her stare at it. "Give it to me!!." she exclaimed, and I explode onto her cleavage,. "Please don't throw me out." "I really should." Angus was my live-in landlord. He was very successful for 27. He ran his own electrical company which used to be his father's. He also had two businesses he started on his own. He was rarely home, and when he was he didn't like to deal with stress. "I got you because you were quiet, and polite, and paid your rent on time, Hannah. I can't have someone inconvenient living here." I nodded vigorously. "I know you've got a lot going on," he said. A woman entered through another door, with decisive and solid steps, 28 years of age, 1,70 meters of height, shoulderlength dark hair, wearing kneelength black skirt, showing her hip clearly, white top and shoes with a little heel, she was strict in her demeanor and posture, showing clear displeasure, lips tightly pressed together, scornfull look in her eyes.She stopped in front of the prisoner, ordered one of the males to unlock and remove the blindfold.The prisoner, Michael was his name,.