Then one of her fingers disappeared inside. She pumped for a while and then located her sensitive clit. Jessi would flick it for a minute or two the... plunge her finger back inside. Soon it was two fingers, then three. That was as many as she could take.Dave: I have something special to show you after school tomorrow.Jessi: Show me now! Pretty please!Dave: It’s a surprise. It will take some of your sweet kisses to make it appear so you will have to wait.Jessi: OK. See you tomorrow, don’t. Her work now entailed much more travel than ever before, with trips to the west coast or New York several times each month. More and more frequently I found myself alone in our penthouse in Cambridge, resentful of what at the time I thought was her obsessive career. When she was at home, she was always exhausted. She never refused me sex, but it was no better than necrophilia, and gradually I stopped bothering. I deeply regretted selling the house in Tiburon because I would have surely gone. I moved the couch back and straightened things up a bit.I wanted to give her a few minutes to herself, you know girl-stuff. But once I heard the shower kick on, it was time for me to head in.As I headed to the bathroom, it really hit me that I needed to pee. I had been drinking water all night(a personal thing for all-nighters), and it was catching up to me.I don’t know if that was the only bathroom in the house, but it was the only one that I knew of and I needed to use it. The only problem. It was about 7.30 in the night. She asked me to drive to a posh hotel there and I drove straight to the hotel she asked for. After dropping her in the lobby, I found out she had come prepared and she had her luggage in the boot of the car which I had not noticed. I went to the parking lot and after some time a boy working in the hotel approached the car and asked me if I was with the madam that checked in. when confirmed he asked me to come to the reception. I went there and found out that the.