”“Well I’m going to have one. Would you like something else?” I reeled off a list of options and Mel declined them all until I offered chocola...te. I nuked a mug of milk in the microwave, then watched as Mel helped herself to drinking chocolate powder and sugar in case I needed to replicate her choices.I found myself thinking about Mel as I sat there, studying her while I sipped my coffee. Her deprived upbringing had instilled thrifty values congruent with my own. I had several times guided Mel. You wash off my back before turning me around. I open my eyes to look at you. I kiss you and tell you I’m enjoying having you washing me. “Are you babe?” you ask as you start soaping up your breasts, I watch your hands rubbing your breast round and round making them thick with soap. I reach out to play with your breasts but you slap my hand. “Not yet babe, you can play with them later.” You rest your soapy hand on my chest and start rubbing. A few moments later you’re in my arms rubbing your. The night of passion. Slowly my hands were on the side of her buttocks, I was moving one of them slowly, slowly to the place of love. To the hot point of my dream girl. My other hand went up. Up to her stomach. And still continuing up. And believe me, I was on her breast. Ooooohhhh, the soft press of that breast, made my cock, run into shivers. Ufff, I pressed it. Pressed it and she moaned. She moaned saying ‘slowly……….’ I was beyond control. My other hand was on her legs. Just there. In the. The first thing I did was apologize to Jason since he had been chosen as the object of her demonstration. He claimed to be ok with it and assured me that they had used a very liberal amount of the numbing cream on him prior to my arrival. As long as she didn’t take things too far, he would be fine.He also mentioned that she promised to make it up to him once he was feeling better, which is something he eagerly anticipated. Whether he was telling me the truth or just relaying back what Miss.