Freja started slowly with her manipulation of the hard rod which was at her command. First she rubbed the head up and down Lacy’s moist slit, making...her slave moan with delight and eventually eliciting a soft groan from Gabriel when she increased the tempo of her hand. No doubt she would have denied it had Gabriel suspected, but she did feel her own pussy begin to moisten and send out pulses of arousal. “Let her down, Gabriel, just a little.” Freja commanded and Gabriel responded. In this new. Just give them a few days to work through this. Let her have her surgery.”“I feel helpless!” I said.“That’s normal,” Bethany said gently, squeezing my arm. “Didn’t you feel that way in Indianapolis?”“Yes,” I admitted. “I did.”“And when Birgit died? And when Don Joseph died?”“Yes,” I said softly.“You can’t solve every problem nor can you be there for everyone. It’s just not possible. Sometimes you just have to trust others to handle things, which you seem to do with your business. You need to. I will see you at eight tomorrow night. You can show yourself out." With that he walked off and she heard the door of his study close.Standing shakily, she tugged her skirt down, and looked around for her panties. Even if she had found them, she didn't think she would dare to put them on without permission, so she was glad that they weren't anywhere to be seen. That meant she didn't have to decide whether to put them on. She collected the clothes box and her keys and let herself out, and drove. “Turn around,” I told her, taking another step back.LeAnne arched her back and wiggled her ass playfully. “Like what you see?” she asked.“Yeah,” I replied, reaching into my shorts and grabbing my nearly erect cock, “you’ve got an amazing ass.”Leanne turned around slowly and leaned against the counter, putting her hands on the edge. “Mmm… are you gonna pull that big cock out for me to see?” she asked, before biting her lower lip.“You can wait,” I told her, pulling my hand out of my shorts. I got.