Usually we had a cook but she too was ill.So Gwen decided that she would cook for me.I would reach home pretty early and she would have prepared lunch...for me.It was not too tasty but i would try to flatter her. Once she served me burned toast.She could have made better but didn't.I with great difficulty bit on it and swallowed it.She was watching me,"Sorry for the burned toast."She said from across the table."Its pretty tasty",i flattered."no it isnt"she replied.She was apolizing continuously. With his back to me I could only see that he appeared to have tight-looking buns. Fortunately for me, the position of the mirror on his dresser allowed me to see the front of his body too. He didn’t have a big cock but it wasn’t small either. I enjoyed watching it sway as he walked around for a bit until, after he disappeared from view, his window went dark.Nice. Very nice, I thought as I got back into bed.Eating Thursday evening I thought about what sort of show I could give him.After a lot of. At 6'3" you are quite taller than my petite 5'3" body. Your body is not necessarily what the world would call attractive, but my innermost being shudders with the slightest touch of your long, slender, strong fingers, the fingers of a cellist. Those fingers can work wonders on my skin, touching all of my strings, causing me to vibrate to the passionate music you play on my body. I sigh as I anticipate how your powers will take hold of me .But back to you. I want to ravish you, eat up your. He is to be our live sex toy for the next 48 hours. "Oh look!", exclaimed Rachel, he's leaking. Well I now knew I was excited by this. Very nervous but, well dripping precum none the less. I was then led back to my spot, turns out by Laura who praised me on being a good "Toy", which made me blush with pleasure. I was after all here to pleasure them. I was then scolded slightly and reminded, I was not to com unless given permission to do so. Back in my spot I wondered if I was going to be.