‘Sleeping with me doesn’t mean we have to fuck and I won’t mind your stockings hanging in the bathroom.’ ‘Please don’t use that foul word....’ ‘What’s wrong with stockings? Oh you wear those awful pantyhose things?’ ‘No I meant the F-word.’ ‘You’re hearing things. I don’t use the F-word to a lady.’ He caught the giggle. Well if she’d said she’d heard it she wouldn’t be a lady, would she? Rivers invited her to negotiate. He ‘heard’ her rehearsing the words. ‘I am prepared to sleep with you, have. "I hope you like it, Sir. I can't take real credit..."Before he knew what was happening, he felt a stinging kick to his side and he flew off the end of the sofa and landed flat on his ass. "Bitch, I told you I didn't want you speak to me unless spoken to. That's not a hard rule to follow, is it?"Shaking his head, Scott mumbled, "No, Master," and apologized for being a dumbass."And while we're at it, who the fuck told you that you could eat with me?"Before he could make the same mistake again,. She lifted her feet off the bed to welcome the insertion.“Feel good?” I wanted to know.She didn’t speak, just nodded her head and let her pussy do the talking. It had become pregnant with need.A little click and I turned on our pocket vibe. Ever so lightly, I let it hum along the length of her sex. Up and down, the toy drifted, bumping against the oversensitized nub before dropping down to her welcoming hole. Eva’s cum spot expanded and contracted with a mind of its own.Patiently, I stroked. She slowly came to senses. Her face flushed, completely drained out of blood. She had a look of satisfaction. Her brown glassy eyes showed that she was content. She smiled at me, took her leg off my shoulder and sat on my lap again. She bent forward rested her head on my shoulder. I could feel her warm breath. Her breath was short and her heart was pounding as if to come out of her. We lay like that for moment. She started to kiss my neck, gently nibbling as she caught her breath. I was running.