"Do you think you can handle me?" She asked. Her hand encircled my spent shaft as she spoke bringing me back to full attention. "Can you handle me as ...ell as I can handle you?" She asked again. "I'll try, Miss," I said hoarsely. My cock was as hard as iron again. "You will do better than that," she said massaging me firmly. "Next time I want you to CANE ME. Hard! Understand?" "Yes, Miss," I whispered, delivering another load of sticky cream into her hand. It had been almost a week since that. Toni turned her head and a bolt of fear went through her. Horse! He was going to jam that thing of his up her..."Take it easy," Horse placated, watching Toni get worked up. "Ricky's got you running wide open -- it'll be fine. Roll over, so you don't get all freaked out. Smooth, give her a hand, willya?"Ricky dealt with it instead, handling Toni as if she weighed five pounds instead of twenty times that. When she was on her hands and knees, he got down in front of her and locked gazes with her.. Lacking the confidence to join in she was starting to feel a bit left out at her own party when there was a knock on the door and the waiter walked in with the drinks. Zoe gave a start. Firstly the “waiter” was the same guy who had driven them there. Secondly, he was only wearing a pair of tight black trousers and white cuffs and a collar. Her eyes took in his lean, athletic torso as he popped the cork, and poured them all a drink. Their fingers touched as he passed her the glass of chilled. She went to took bath after 15 minutes she came out of her room. As I was watching tv I didn’t see her.She came near to me and called me. I was very surprised by seeing her and got tempered. She was in mini frock. That frock starts as sleeveless from her boobs and its end with below her ass. It reveals her full cleavage and looks so sexy.I got so much of tempered. I asked to her sangeetha I need one more glass of juice. With smile she brought juice and she sat near to me and gave a glass by.