"You want me to punish you" she grinned slowly riding my cock. "Yeah show me the kind of slut you can be" I moaned. She placed her hands on my chest p...ressing her tits together between her arms. Her nipples were as hard as nails her hips gyrating on my cock in a forward-backward motion. I just relaxed and let her do the work. She slid her legs under my legs and started bouncing on me. As if her pussy wasn't tight enough already she was contracting her pussy walls working my cock really hard now.. . Yeah. I'm very rich! Well, very comfortable. Not Bill Gates rich, but comfortable."What was the game you made when you were 16?" Judy asked.Ever heard of "Wicked Dungeons" Steve asked her."Oh My God!" she exclaimed. "You made that?" Sure did." he replied."Wow!" came the surprised sigh from her. "I love that game." Glad you like it."Then Steve laughed."What?" she asked.Laughing some more, Steve asked, "You know the part where the damsel in distress is locked in handcuffs hand and foot to the. I can offer you water, Coke, milk or orange juice.”She walked to the couch, her breasts bouncing with each stride, and sat with one long leg crossed over the other, her nipples standing erect.“Water, thank you, Jake. Call me Jan when we’re alone.”Jake went to the kitchen and returned with a bottle of water for each of them. He set hers on the coffee table in front of her. He sat on the sofa closer to the far end than to her.“Now, I believe you said that you want to discuss a problem.”“Yes. Two,. She studied him as he put spoon after spoon into his mouth. "I see that they didn't do anything with your wound." She got up and brought some kind of a salve. She rubbed it in. It felt quite tender but he was a Tribune of Rome and was trained to endure pain. Her touch was light and gentle. He took a large swallow of wine. It tasted on the bitter side but he had worse from the merchants in Gaul. He reckoned that the grapes weren't as good as what grew back in the vineyards of Italia. She.