“I forgot to pack my pajamas.” she said.“Want to wear one of my T-shirts?” I asked.“That would be great.” she said.“I’ll be right back....”I was back in a minute with an oversized T-shirt. “This should do the trick.” I added.Pulling the blankets down, I stared at her lovely chest, and could see the dozen or so hairs on top of her little pussy. She made no movement to cover herself at all. I started to put the shirt over her head, but then dropped it and said, “Let me have a goodnight kiss. I hurt him so badly.“I ... I...” I started to say.“This is my fault,” Clint repeated. “I haven’t paid enough attention to you. You are my queen, and I forgot that.”My guilt only swelled. Now he was blaming himself? “That doesn’t excuse what I did. I ... I...”“No, it doesn’t,” he said, his voice strong. “But I can’t ignore how I’ve behaved. I allowed myself to get distracted by all these women. I was having fun and neglecting you. If I was doing my job as your lover, if I was giving you what you. Follow me!"I nervously followed her through the salon to a staircase and walkedupstairs to a door marked Treatment Room. Inside the room it looked tome almost like a doctor's surgery with a long leather couch at waistheight and lots of other equipment."Undress!" Aunty Jane barked at me, "And be quick about it."I tried to remove my girlie clothes as quickly as I could until I wasleft standing in just the white frilly panties. I looked up to see herglaring at me with a questioning look on her. I was standing as still as I could when I felt a pair of soft, wet lips encircle the head of my cock and being sucking gently and slowly. "Oh, you tease, you," I whispered as the sucking began increasing my breathing and heart rate. Then, her hand put my cock inside my boxers which were dragged down my hips to the floor. Her hands gently moved me to our bed where she pushed me down into a soft pile of pillows. "Just keep still and enjoy this," she said softly as I felt the bed move. Then, the.