She's not the smartest, not the dumbest, just very average.Torre, a smart girl, but an irritating know-it-all. She's thin, and wears glasses."John? Wh...t're you doing here? What's happening?" Hannah stammers. She's staring at you pretty intently. There's obvious fear and worry in her eyes and you LOVE it. "Help us! They took our clothes and made us come here!" What's going on?" asks Cayson obviously scared. She's looking around at all of the machines, and doesn't seem to like what she sees. She. I clean him from her, taking in the familiar taste of his seed, filling me with lustful emotions.My love and I come together in her tub of crystal quartz. This is our nightly ritual after Master is spent. She reclines back upon my small caramel breasts, her legs resting spread apart atop mine. She is my harp. Sweet music comes from my love when I polish her rose with my fingertips. Her softness thrusting back against my gem brings me to climax. I cannot hide my release from her, I feel her body. Patricia and I are still legally married, but she much prefers pussy over a cock. She really likes what your wife can do with her tongue."Sarah stood me up and pulled my shirt and panties off. I was naked in front of the only woman since my wife . . . only she wasn’t a woman. My head felt like it was going to explode. Johnathan left the room and Sarah pulled me into the bathroom and cleaned me up. She dressed me, taking surprising care, then applied make-up. She seemed to know just what to do,. ”“Yeah. Well, I’ll be in the gym. One of us will come for the other when it’s Sparky’s bedtime.” She set her laptop up on one of the unused desks. She had things to do on-line, and her laptop had served her for years. She trusted Eric to not spy, but she needed to live in her own space sometimes. Eric came into the room shortly before Sparky’s bedtime and saw where she was working.He waited while she closed down and stood up. They had kiss. Without the audience, his hands went to her glutes and.