When she was not wandering the hallways or exercising or cooking, Ruthie relaxed. For hours she lay on her bed in Mike's room masturbating and listeni...g to her new collection of '70s music. She especially liked the songs that had long instrumental parts, because her imagination could wander into other realities. Her mind drifted through the earth's past: sometimes she was standing on a cliff watching pterodactyls soaring over the inland sea, and sometimes she was wandering along the Devonian. I did catchher glancing at my knickers from time-to-time. There was a tiny bump atthe front; enough to tell if I was stiff, which I remained from themoment I saw the little purple toy until I fell asleep. When Mandy wasready for bed, she suggested I sleep with her. Then she doused my hopesby explaining that this was best to insure I didn't diddle myself.In the morning Mandy was out early, and I got in some basics of thetourist checklist, near the tip of Manhattan, that I'd missed: . You are going to be My wanton slut for the next hour, and I'm going to make you say and do things that you've only dreamt about."She was now blushing."Now, it's your turn" I said calmly. "Lead me into your home and into the room where you will offer your body to me completely. You will never look at that room the same, after today."With that, she opened her car door and I did the same. I removed my fingers from her steamy twat and we both exited the car. She got to the door to the house with me. I can’t count how many times we’ve made love in the shower. I would go down on Keri and could spend hours ministering to her bright pink clit as it stood apart from the black, curly, pubic hair surrounding it. Sometimes when she gave me a hand job she would put both of my balls into her mouth. The water would run down my body and bubble over her face. She would turn her head to clear her nostrils so she could breath and never lose a stroke, all while moving her tongue around the testicles in.