Claire was bawling with frustration. Brooke said face the wall and put your hands on your fat ass, and you will remain silent. Claire did this. After ...0 minutes Claire took a peak at Brooke. Brooke caught her, and then said. For looking at me. I want you kneeling there for the rest of the night. Hands on your ass. Claire did this, even after Brooke turned off the television and Brooke went to sleep. In the middle of the night Brooke put headphones on Claire with an annoying loop of sound to. ”Putting her hand up against his side, stroking his powerful flank and belly. Breathing hard, sniffing. “I’m ... I’m almost in tears here ... This is something...” She gathers herself for a moment, then continues, “I never thought I’d be here ... I never thought I’d get to do this...”She moves closer, clearly nervous but also extremely excited, and presses her boobs up against his body – her soft pale flesh against his dark rough hair. Rubbing them to the side, along the nap of his hair, and. ”“If the guys had any idea what a tease you can be, they’d think twice.”“I bet they would.” She picked up the dishes and loaded the washer, knowing he wouldn’t help and by the time she’d made the kitchen tidy the TV would be on and they’d have an hour of some detective series, or football. One day I’ll shock the hell out of him, she whispered under her breath.Watching him unwind in front of the TV she contemplated a blowjob, but he’d have a heart attack, she thought; a cuddle would have to do.. Drip. The water from the towel drops onto her face. Perfect. Must be annoying as hell. And her bottom is just above the top-of-bed line, exposing her pussy and ass for me to play with.I leave her like that for I moment because what I need now is a dildo-analogue. Fuck, fuck, fuck, okay, what can I use… My spare non-smartphone? Enclosed in a condom? It’s not that wide… or thick… the ass might be a stretch (pardon the pun), but the pussy should work. Let’s do that. And, ooh! Can we all say.