"I called because I needed a favour"."Spill it out. Is it about James?" Yeah, but it's not what you think"."Then what is it?", she asked feeling a lit...tle bit worried now. She had imagined a break-up or something like that but it was obvious that she was wrong."Well, he is sick. Pretty sick actually"."Does he have a fever?" A fever, he is throwing up and in general he is a mess. The doctor said that he will be fine but he needs at least three days to recover"."Ok", Angela replied. She was still. Amanda was only too well aware that Adam was staring at her breasts. He had she knew been staring at them at every opportunity since she had walked down the steps from the train. Smiling, she reminded herself that he had actually been staring at them for years, but she was used to that for many men did just that. In all honesty, she told herself, it was not something that worried her unduly and in fact like many other ample bosomed women she quite enjoyed it. She was well aware that in the. I let out a cry. Steven came immediately."What are you doing?" he asked as he turned on the light."I... I need to go to the bathroom."Without hesitation, he carried me there and placed me on the seat. To my surprise, he had fetched a footstool to rest my casted leg on. So kind."Do you need more help?" Steven asked."I can pull the panties down myself, thank you." Sorry." Steven, I am somewhat edgy lately. But I didn't mean to offend you." I understand," he squeezed my left palm delicately. "Call. He does not like when my head is up; the rubber does not dig into my skin; he likes that.“Head down!” he shouts. I bow down quickly but it’s too late. “How many times? Seriously?” He lifts me up off himself. My starfish closes up. He stands up, runs the leash in between my legs and pulls it so I bend down even more. “Keep your hands to the wall!” My starfish opens again and for the next five minutes, he fucks me. He does not slap me; he does not talk (I know I annoyed him). He does not come. My.