He walked over to the bed straddling her kissing her shoulder as he pressed his dick between her legs. She moaned softly and pressed back against him.... Sir kissed her neck and moved up to her ear biting softly and whispered, "Do you want it Kitten?" "Yes Sir, please," she moaned softly her heart racing wanting him so bad. Sir took his shorts off running his hand down her back slowly. Sliding it between her legs he found her clit and rubbed softly feeling her push back on him moaning louder. . . She tried her best not to snap at him, though it never really bothered him when she did. Always that impish smile on his face, he seemed to enjoy her attention, no matter how sour she got. She reminded herself that her payment was enough, barely, to put up with the wise-ass. Mostly, she was trying to avoid hearing that "Tigger" nickname he was quickly growing fond of. Surely a professional like herself could put up with him for the rest of the summer. Or maybe one morning the Nikolaous would. " I hope so," Cary said. He couldn't get over how supportive the girlswere. There was none of the competition and put-downs that he hadendured countless times when he had hung out with his male friends.When it was Cary's turn to go out on the runway again, he felt a bitmore confident than his first time, though he was a little worried thatmaybe his mom did not approve of him participating in the show. Carydidn't know if it was purposeful or a slip up but Susie introduced himsaying, "Now once.
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