“Stop this.” he commanded. Feldman got to his feet and blustered, “Next time.”“There will be no next time.” Mister Corbin was trying to de...fuse a situation that I was not going to let go of.“There will be a next time,” I argued. “He will try to sneak up and catch me by surprise. And when he does I promise you I’ll send him to the hospital. He’s a loud mouthed punk.”“What is this all about?” Corbin asked. “You have never ever been in a fight before that I know of. Just what exactly happened?”“It. " He pats my bottom and slides out of bed. My eyes linger on his tall, toned, sexy form crossing the room to the attached bath. I sigh, relishing in these feelings. I hear the water running and before too long he comes back, extending his hand to me, leading me to the bath. He climbs into the vintage clawfoot tub, with my eyes watching as his manhood slowly disappears, inch by inch, underneath the water. I climb over the side, sliding my bum down, rotating, so I can nestle my face against his. I can't take it any longer so I reach up and untie the over coat your wearing and pull it back over your arms slightly pinning them behind your back as I work my lips and tongue down your neck and down to those beautiful tits and rock hard nipples. Soft moans escape you lips as my lips make contact with you nipple. I slowly suck it into my mouth gently pulling then nibbling, you moan even louder. The words oh daddy please escape your lips so I bit a little harder. You draw air into your lungs. He put the bottle down next to me and returned his hands to my breasts, where he again grasped them firmly, rolled my nipples in his fingers and mashed my tits with his palms, spreading the oil across them.He picked up the bottle and squirted more on me, this time on my stomach. He spread it out with his hands, covering my stomach, from below my tits all the way to the top of my jeans. He undid the button of my jeans and slipped his hand a little lower, grazing the top of my panties with his.