Go back to circling that little clit for me. Nice and slow.”“Yes, sir.”Isabella kept her gaze on Kieran despite the wave of nervousness surging ...hrough her body. Now that she could see her dominant man eagerly watching her, it was much easier to show off for him. Not to mention much more exciting and arousing for her as well. She brought her right hand down to her aching, damp labia and slowly rubbed her clitoris in tight, concentric circles. A gasp escaped her as more arousal seeped from her. I knew there was no such thing as a good fairy orguardian angel but here he was telling me I could have anything I wanted.But I though, what the hell, if he is and can give me what I want I mightas well go for it."My best friend's sister is dying of a brain tumor. I want her curedwithout surgery," I stated. The gent looked at me and said, "You didn'thesitate in asking for help for your friend's sister. You could have hadanything you wanted but that's what was most important to you. For. As he sat struggling with the decision to pursue meat or pasta first he became aware that the pasta was moving. Not in any random, purposeless way, you understand but deliberately as though possessed of a collective intelligence. Slowly the strands began to rearrange themselves from the tangled knot that the bowl had contained to a series of neat coils. Gradually the plate took on the look of a ship's tomato-ey sauced foc'sl, its ropes coiled neatly in readiness for use.Gregg shook his head;. "Now" she quickly stood and stripped, no finesse, no teasing. "Back on your knees" she knelt quickly. Ooh, the beast struggled. "Mmmm, shall I piss on you?" "Fuck you in the ass perhaps" "I know, how about I ram a beer bottle up your cunt" Her eyes wide, flushed, sweaty, she waited. Whatever He wanted to do. She was trembling...not in fear. she was....dripping. her juices were dripping on the floor between her knees. I watched her, she was gently undulating her tummy muscles. "Enough, do you.