Ashley imagines being back on that soft warm bed, with Miss Rose. Eating warm bread with chicken or steak. Guzzling some deliciously sweet red wine. "...ello!?" Ashley belts out, immediately regretting it. "God you are an impatient little slut!" The familiar voice of mistress calls from the other side of the room. Followed swiftly by the cruel clicking of her heels on the concrete floor. Was she there the whole time? Watching me? Just waiting for me to say something? "I'm sorry. I'm just…" "I'm. But I knew I was hinting, one way or another, and I guess he was responding too by all means.I was trembling when I told him my last sentence of his hand reaching all the way down, but same time, I was saying it in a very soft, feminine and seductive voice, Billy was as devilish as I was, he brought his lips closer to mines, placed a soft kiss over my lips, then another, same time he kept pushing his hand upwards till I felt it over my leaking wet pussy, I moaned loud.He whispered “like that. When lunch came I couldn't avoid natures call anymore, I was also terribly hungry, so I snuck out of my room trying to avoid her for longer so she wouldn't see the shame and guilt on my face, but when I got to the kitchen there was a note on the counter addressed to me, it read 'I'm going to hang out with some of my friends, I'll be home before dinner love Cassidy xx' I was overwhelmed with relief, she wouldn't know but I will so I decided to make her a special dinner, I got in my car and made. “Now fuck me, please.” Somehow her pure British accent and the “please” made the words all the more arousing. “No-one can see us here. Now, quickly darling. I need it. I need you inside me again. Right now. Please. Hurry. Fuck me, dammit!” She pulled up her skirt and he saw that she had nothing on underneath. It was a quick, urgent and intense coupling, quiet but with a raw animality that left them deliciously sated. “That,” she murmured at length between kisses, “is what I call a super.