’ She sniffed and I think she was in tears as she went on, ‘but if I accept this offer I am merely swapping one debt for another. I will be in deb...t to you I instead of to Kritsada.’ I wanted to turn around to look at her but her hand pressed down harder on my shoulder and I stayed as I was. Something from a long ago bible study class flashed into my mind. ‘Let no debt remain outstanding, except the continuing debt to love one another.’ That’s what the Bible says. You could not be in my debt as. ..." I cut her off mid-sentence."Ssssh Fiona," I said hooking my fingers under the bottom of her skirt and eventually raising it up her thighs until it was in a bunched heap around her waist. My hands were now rubbing over her knickers and buttocks and down the outside of her stocking covered legs."Stop this can't happen again," she again whispered but with very little conviction in her voice.I continued caressing Fiona but was now reaching round her ample chest to unbutton her blouse. Once. She sits and watches me busy myself, but really there is little left to do except wait for the pasta to cook. I feel her eyes on me, and I have to make conversation or I will melt from the heat of passion and cooking.“Tell me senorina, you said you had just broken up with someone – how could any man in his right mind reject you?” I immediately regret my question as she looks sad, but I have to know something of her experience with men.“He found someone else, Marco. He was very possessive and. He feels the wetness between mylegs and massages my own slick over my pussy lips. Sliding his wet fingersdown and over my clit, massaging it lightly. Feels like I'm caught in a hurricaneand I'm groaning loudly. Without a warning, he pulls his hand away from my drenched pussy and startthe spanking? The slaps hurt and seem to come in quick succession. I gulp atthe air trying to hold my breath against the injustice and indignity. But atthe same time, each slap is sending shocks of sexual heat into.