“What have you got planned for me then?” Sandy was almost like a schoolgirl as she squeezed Dawn’s hands. “You’ll have to wait and see, but ... can say we need to be at Dolly’s in 30 minutes so get your coat.”Though it was quite cold, they were well wrapped up as they walked the short distance to the Spa studio and Dolly was at the door ushering them inside. They hung their coats in the hallway as Dolly locked the outside door as there’d been a spate of “open-door” burglaries in the area. When my orgasm threatens to overtake me, I bite harder. I taste the saltiness of my own blood as my body throbs, begging for release. When I don’t think I can hold back, in a strangled whisper, I beg, “May I cum?” He grabs my hair and pulls hard, planting himself deep within me. “YES!” His guttural whisper unleashes a torrent of sensations as I allow my body to succumb. My hands are sweating and slip on the glass. He holds me up, his cock pulsing inside me as his cum spills into me. I get my. " I don't know Cynthia," mom worriedly thought. Though I saw her hand once again disappear through the opening of her robe for a split second. Only long enough for her to realize what she'd nearly done, removing it even more quickly. "What if ... what if we get caught?" We won't get caught. Trust me. And even if we do. Whose actually getting caught here? Me and Danny, that's who. And that's when we'd use the story, if we even need to. But I seriously doubt it. I'm sure I'll have Danny's full. She looked genuinely upset. 'We were justgetting to know each other!'I was surprised to notice that I felt a little guilty, and sad. Despitemy excruciating embarrassment I realised that she had been being verynice to me, the girl-me at least! Well you'll see me again.' I blurtedout. What! Why did I say that! Idiot idiot idiot I cursed myself.'Oh well of course, that's alright then,' she said, her facebrightening. 'It was two times in the week and on Sunday wasn't it?You're very kind to give up.