"There was a click as Cassidy put her glass down, humour forgotten. Mel downed her own glass."Do you ever cum?"Mel hesitated. "Sometimes, yeah. Like l...ast week—wait, no, it was the Sunday so technically the week before. Usually when he goes out with his mates, if he's not too drunk, he does me then falls asleep. The beer makes him take longer, so I'm more likely to cum then. Except sometimes he lasts long enough to get me close then cums and falls asleep, which leaves me hanging. And that's. It was the cutest thing I had ever seen. It was also the most alluring, erotic visual I had seen yet. I could not help but laugh a little. She opened her eyes, looked at me, and her smile was brighter than the sun. To her it had seemed like a dream, when she saw me, it looked as if she knew it had been real.“I am sorry to have to do this, my angel,” I said, softly, “but we need to get back to the village. It will be dark soon, and the woods are never safe, beast or not.”She smiled at me, and. ?I now own you. You will obey me and worship my stinky white feet on my command. I know what your type likes. I’ve seen jerks like you on U tube. Remove my shoes and socks and await me.? I quickly obeyed. She returned from the kitchen with a mug of steaming water. Bending she poured half of the water into a smelly shoe and swished it around. ?Drink slave,? she ordered. I gulped then blew on the hot stinking steam and sipped the dark water from her shoe. She smiled and grabbed her dirty. ...?” he asked. Terry continued her cleaning, “Maybe?” “You seem to be so calm about it,” Simon told her. “What, going out on my first date in over twelve years?” she responded, “I’m a bundle of nerves.” She added motioning for him to continue drying her. “It’s usually the guy that’s the nervous one,” Simon told her, “wondering will she or won’t she.” “What, let him fuck her you mean?” Simon nodded. “Well I think that when a married woman agrees to go out on date with another man then.