.. Joan grinned..... "Someone has had someone 'NIBBLING' at his willy, has he??????" she grinned. Just at that moment, her announcement in the office ...earlier came flying back into my mind - OH SHIT!!!!!!!! NOW I knew what 'nibbles' meant!I was SOOOOO surprised this was coming from Joan! Lisa I could understand (she was built like an athlete, despite being in her late 40's), but JOAN??????? Joan looked round to check where Lisa was, and couldn't see her anywhere. "I have something I'd like you. You put the dresson. You deserve to be ?compensated? for that. Sit down on the bed.?Amy then stood up, and began to get undressed. She took off her shirtand lowered her shorts to the floor. She stood there like a goddess inher pink lace and satin panties and bra. I was mesmerized. She slowlyundid the front latch to her bra to free her beautiful breasts. Thenshe bent over to remove her panties. When she straighten back up, itwas more than I could handle. Here was a beautiful women,. Let me see the wound.’ ‘No! Anna, the scar is horrible. I can barely look at it myself.’ ‘I doubt that it is the worst shrapnel injury I have seen. Take off your trousers and let me see.’ I commanded. Erich did as he was told. I turned my back as he shed his trousers and covered himself with the coverlet. When he was ready, I studied the wound. Shrapnel had ripped through his left thigh, leaving a deeply pitted scar. The scar itself was deep, rough, burgundy, and all around it the skin was. I may want to start with some ass fucking," she said, and I quickly did as she instructed. Even though this was unusual, it wasn't uncommon to have Monica change-up the routine.When I was done, clean, dressed and ready, I returned to her bedroom and saw Monica lying facedown on her bed. I knew immediately what was expected and crawled up behind her and spread her beautiful cheeks and began worshipping her wonderful ass. As was now my habit, I raised my ass and wiggled it invitingly to the.