He did this so often and in so many ways that it embarrassed her. Though he said it shouldn't as she deserved it. She checked that dinner was going as... planned, made one more pass around the house ensuring everything was in its place, and then took her own place, kneeling, beside the door on the soft mat placed there just for this purpose. She waited there, patiently but excitedly for his entrance, anxious in both mind and body. She breathed slowly and deliberately, counting her breaths, feeling. Sure, it was cliché, but clichés had to come from somewhere, right?"When you are ready to open your eyes, dearie, we can talk. Not that I dislike the quiet, mind you, I get little enough time to just sit and relax these days. So, if you would prefer to pretend you are still asleep for a while longer, that is ok with me." The voice was that of the old woman from the Captain's table, the one in the flowered dress who had been working with Bowtie.Kat forced her eyes open against what felt like the. Tits are not as firm as she was, but still looks good. She has always been sexual and her first three husbands were not enough for her. She had her side meat the guys who met her at hotels while her k**s were wit her sister. Shortly after she came here I gave her a bath and got her out of the tub. Dried her off and touched her crotch area with the towel. She spread her legs and started humping the towel. I kept going and so did she. In a few minutes I had to hold her from collapsing on the. “Your bruises look like they've... softened up a bit.” His fingers moved to my cheek bone, tracing it gently.“Y-yeah,” my heart was sped up unceremoniously. “Doesn't really hurt too much anymore.” All at once, the wind was cooling me, raising goosebumps on and leaving me shivering.“Are you cold? Here you can...” His eyes went back to the fire as he cut his sentence short. He had started to open his arms to me, but they came together again. I wanted to say something to him, but no words came to.