As I moved around in my bed Zoe jumped up and pulled away from my hand, I tried to speak but I was still too intoxicated from my medication. She scurr...ied for her things and placed her belongings in her bag trying to get away before I could catch her out. My eyes remained open this time and as my vision cleared I saw Zoe for the first time in over a month. She looked back at me and quickly paced towards the door. I couldn’t let her go this time, not this time. “Zoe!” I groaned incomprehensibly.. I fucked her anally standing pressed against the wall for a few minutes until she got weak in her legs. I threw her on the bed, spread her legs and licked and fingered both her hairy pussy and ass. She tasted as delicious as ever. Then I pussyfucked her for a few minutes really vigorously until she screamed on two occasions, and on second time she orgasmed. It was so intense for her that she started crying a little, which honestly turned me on, too. After some tender moments, I initiated again,. This too brought waves of guilt upon her. She’d been taught that masturbation was wrong and that self-pleasuring was unecessary when happily married. Also, having never climaxed, Milly didn’t really see what it would achieve anyway. To her growing dismay, she found herself unconcsiously looking at other men. She felt her body respond as she inspected each one, berating herself for being weak. With frustrated determination she avoided looking at anyone for the rest of the trip, paid for her. "He put up such afuss!" she giggled as she continued to comb me out. I then noticed the lady doing my manicure had already managed to shape allthe nails on my right hand and was now starting in gluing the long salonnails on my fingertips!These ladies were taking pleasure in what they were doing and I soonlearned that they had a select, secretive clientele of mothers, aunts andeven grandmothers who in needing to control unruly little boys oftenbrought them in here. It was a form of petticoat.