"I want that fucking floor spotless you jerk. If you do a good job, then we'll see about milking that silly little tool" I immediately got up and ...ried to put my jeans on but she told me to clean the floor totally naked. I went down to the kitchen and searched around for cleaning materials and then set to work with a wet sponge and soap, scrubbing the kitchen floor tiles, totally naked I was and with a real boner on my four inch friend. Soon Kathy came in. She was wearing a black. Do you really think there is the slightest danger that I would molest the Ambassador of the USA during an official visit? Or that your bodyguards could protect you if I wanted you eliminated in my own palace?"He looked at her for an answer, and she dropped her eyes in tacit admission that this was silly, and in some embarrassment as she felt her pussy dampen at the word 'molest'."First, there will be no opening of our borders to any business which does not conform to our Food and Health Laws.. He could hate Frank Hovath easily, but anger was more difficult. So his only choice was to be angry at Sandra.He had indulged himself in anger towards his mother for a long time. But now was the first time that such a luxury was tainted with guilt."Yeah, okay," Richie said, somewhat less combatively. "I'll be there, butt and all."They headed silently into the house and up the stairs. Richie turned to step into his room."Richie?"Richie sighed dramatically and turned, but he managed to cut off. “Rub me right there. Please.” I slid alongside her on the bed, so she could lie on her back. Leaning on an elbow, our legs touching, I watched my fingers skim along her skin. I pressed three of them against her clitty and drew small circles. Except for quite a few freckles and some scratches on one leg, her skin was flawless. I stopped playing with her pussy. I rubbed her tummy and, in what I found even more daring than rubbing her pussy, palmed a breast. Two fingers straddled her nipple and.