“That’s nice Dopey. I like that gentle touch.” He pulls me into him tighter and kisses my forehead. “Maybe ‘Hansen’ would be better. Espec...ially, now.”“Now? Does that mean you want something more to happen?” I purposely move his left hand to cover my left breast. I then take his right hand, separate my thighs a bit more and place it between my legs. I feel him tense. “It’s okay.” I kiss his neck, again. “I want it, Hansen. I can feel you under my butt, I know you want it, too. Mitch … Mitch is. I responded the kiss pressing my lips against hers and venturing my tongue into her mouth. She accepted the intrusion leaning her body into mine comfortably playing with my nipples. I broke the kiss after few seconds.— And how it all began between Bobby and you? How many tricks have you taught him? — I asked curious as I ventured my right hand between her thighs, I was not surprised when she responded by opening them offering me a wet bathing suit and the outline of a hairless teen pussy. Over it all was that overwhelming need to expel the water from the enema.Sir let her wait a couple of minutes as her discomfort grew, then moved behind Slave, socketing the fat head of his erect cock up between her pussy lips. Once in position at her entrance, he gripped her hips and drove his thick cock all the way into her tight, wet cunt with a single powerful thrust, at the same time saying "Cum for me now, Slave."Slave gasped as his big cock stretched her tight canal almost painfully and. "Welcome to the club."He continued, "After she went on down the road, I started coming in here. Hell, I never ever even tried to cook for myself. I hate the thought of getting all those pans and dishes and stuff dirty and then having to wash 'em." He shrugged, "I don't know, I guess I took the path of least resistance and then it got to be a habit." He shrugged, self-consciously and turned his attention back to his food."Since we're getting so cozy and all, what's your name?" Oh, it's Sam, Sam.