How can I possibly repay your pleasuring of me ? There is no suitable spot for you to sit or lie in the shed so we make our way to the rocking garden... seat. We are stooped underneath the protective cover, I undo your trousers and they fall to the floor. You sit of the seat, I kneel between your wide open legs. I kiss and lick up your leg and inner thigh stopping tanatalisingly short of your thong. I kiss all around the flimsy garment and then pull it to the side, I softly lick up and own your. Can you do that? he asked. She nodded. Trust me Angel and I will remove this nasty hook from your skin, he said to which she again nodded. Very slowly and carefully Michael pushed the fishing hook deeper through the flesh but working the tip out of an additional would in the soft skin. The girl let out a whimper as he did it but held still. Thats a good girl Angel now keep holding still Im going to cut the end off of the hook removing the barb, he said softly to her in a soothing voice like. “You’re nice. Why are you doing this? I’m supposed to be training, right?” She finally said. I did her hair up in pig tails before answering her. “Drink this, “I said, handing her a fruit drink with vitamins and a soporific in it. She downed the glass. “banshee, J called me because he messed up.” “How?” “He isn’t following his training regimen with you. He hurt you too much too soon,” I explained. “I don’t understand,” she said. “Look, darling,” I kissed her pouting lips. They were too much to. He was more than willing to offer support and to try to massage out the soreness, but, alas, the soreness went down only a little bit, and he had to keep massaging them. Poor little me!God, his hands feel so strong! He didn't squeeze hard; he caressed me with so much love I felt I'd cry. His hands and my breasts -- a perfect match!I thought all the bouncing was probably making his manhood a bit sore, so I offered my support and did my best to massage away any soreness there might be. Hmm, it.