Her breath caught as their eyes met. She felt a slow smile and a light blush spread across her face as he raised a hand to wave at her. She bit her li...p again and returned his wave. She lowered her hand, tugging at the hem of her jacket, as he approached. She was suddenly very conscious of her hands. What are you supposed to do with your hands? she thought. She reached to her shoulder and grabbed the strap of her purse, hoping she didn't look as awkward as she felt.“Hey,” he said as he reached. He stayed silent as her fingers slipped inside the opening in his trousers and took hold of him. “No Karen,” he sighed as he felt her warm fingers enfold his hard flesh. “Yes or no?” she asked as she sank to her knees. “Please no, Karen.” Her lips enfolded him and her hand began to move back and forth. “Yes or no?” “Please, please Karen don’t make me say yes.” She looked up at him and smiled. “Yes or no, darling?” she asked softly. “Yes or no to wanting me to take Leon like this? Touching. If that meant drinking his or anyone else's cum from the milk-bottle every morning with her tea, then so be it.This way, she could be really free and enjoy what she enjoyed most - fucking - and be secure in the knowledge that someone who really loved her unconditionally would be looking out for her in this journey. Smilingly, she rose from the couch and replaced his diary back on the desk. Making just enough noise to ensure Deen woke up, she went to her room to put on the new blouse and. ." Looking apologetic and nodding his head toward the screen, "...but that's what he was stroking off to." She was mortified. So was I. She put her head down on the mattress. I think she might have been crying. Jeff quietly hugged her back and just held her for a few minutes. It was fucking awful. How could this bastard do this to her? To us? I started to turn the tape off when I noticed him starting to gently rock himself inside her. She didn't react at first, but then, almost involuntarily,.