I never wanted to hurt you. I love you." "Eddie, I am so ashamed that you saw what I was doing," she said, her voice now returning somewhat to normal....She now sat on her bed and pulled the bed spread over her covering her partially but leaving one breast and so suckable nipple still exposed. I dropped to my knees now in an effort to hide my still throbbing cock. I felt the tears well up in my eyes. "Oh my god, what have I done?" I thought. "She must think I am a total monster." The tears started. She was pushing twenty-six. That was the age that her mother told her all young ladies should have a husband and at least one young one in a pram or growing inside. In all honesty, she had to admit almost all of her female friends had already gone down that road and she had watched them in a state of confused dismay wondering where she had gone wrong.It wasn't a question of not trying her best to cut out a male all her own from the herd and guiding him into constant sessions of love-making on a. Rose slipped to fingers gently in, snug and tight into Chelsea’s snatch. Contrary to her profession, Chelsea didn’t have sex too often on or off the job. Her body and technique were hot enough that as an exotic dancer she didn’t need those little extras to get by. Rose brought the fingers up to her favorite nipple and coated it in Chelsea’s juices. She murmured when she combined the three flavors, Chelsea’s juices, sweat, and flesh into one orgasmic delight. It only made her tongue twirl harder. " Yes Mistress, but I didn't think that..." she broke off in mid sentence again staring at the floor."Well Kaitlin, if you have a problem with it we can always re-asses your employment here" Oh no, mistress it is fine. I am sorry!" Her obvious shame showed on her face as she walked to my side and began to aid me in getting undressed.I stood still, heart pounding hard with each button she undid on my blouse. Occasionally her hand would brush up against my breast, bringing them to full attention..