Soft lighting danced on her pinkish pale skin. I took my glass and softly said, ‘Shannon, you are a very intelligent woman and a very pretty girl, ...you know you don’t have to do this, right?’’I tried to catch her eyes, but she avoided me. She sipped it mindlessly and I noticed her hands were trembling a little. She let out a little sigh, stood up and started to loosen the zippers on her dress. Something is starting to feel not quite right. The façade’s started to crumble.I jumped up, almost. I pushed off the frame, silently stepping behind her. Her breath caught, the pulse in her neck fluttering wildly. My hands gripped her hips, my erection tight against her ass. I slid my hands up her sides and over her shoulders. My right hand slid down her right arm, pulling the spoon from her hand. I laid it down on the stove. My fingers laced through hers. My other hand slid from her shoulder back to her waist. My fingers splayed over her stomach. Slowly, I started rocking my hips back and. For some reason she didn’t understand, Ida asked ‘Does it ever go any further than — keeping him company?’ Angelique couldn’t believe how well this was going, the Master had been correct. ‘Oh, yes. I have fucked Master Scott several times, he’s a wonderful lover. His cock — well, let’s just say calling him a Stallion would be an apt comparison.’ She sighed. ‘I wish I could fuck him more often, but every time — every time — we are together, he makes me cum. There are few men like him.’ Had Ida’s. "Assume the position," as he pointed back to the counter. "I was very angry you never showed on Friday, I thought I had lost that perfect butt." He cleared the top with one swipe of his arm, throwing food across the floor.Almost on autopilot I bent over the counter and gripped the edge, my face pressed against the wooden surface."I think as you let me down so badly on Friday, I think this should be on your bare butt." Carefully he undid my buttons and slipped my jeans down. "It's as smooth as a.