The things you do to me make my body go weak. You let your finger glide across my clit, my body naturally responds. “Tut tut, Doll. Keep still. Don...’t make me remind you again.” “Yes Sir.” I whisper, almost a whimpering sound escaping my lips. Your finger continues to dance along my slit, causally hitting my clit testing my limits. I don’t know how much longer I can hold out without begging you for more of your touch. The greed inside me wants to erupt. You finally lean down, getting into a. ” He was also teasing her. He pulled her into a hug. “Warm, though.”“See, that’s why you should marry me. I’ll keep you warm at night.”“Electric blankets are real cheap.”“Hey! I live on corn flakes and canned spaghetti. I’m the cheapest guy you know.”“Or, at least, the silliest.” His hand moved from hugging her between her tits to teasing the nipple on her left tit through the gown. He began kissing the back of her head. “Hey, are you trying to start something?”“It’s too early for dinner. We’re. Ab papa mujhe aur main papa ko dekhne lagi….papa ne apna lund phir se bahar nikala aur main bina kuch bole papa ka lund apne mooh mein lekar ice cream ki Taraf choosne lagi…woh phir se khada ho gya…ab papa ne kaha ki tum meri godh mein aakar baith jao….main unki godh mein aakar baith gyi…papa ne meri skirt upar sarka di….ab papa ka lund meri gaand cho raha tha…aap meri haalat samajh sakte hain…main bayaan nahi kar sakti meri kya haalat thi….aisa lag raha tha jaise mera pura shareer ekdum sunn. “Thank you,” she said turning to him. Abe moved past me again and picked up her suspender belt. “I hope you are taking notes Tim,” he said to me. “You will be doing this next time.” I watched him kneel down behind her and fasten the belt around her waist. He stood up and came back to the bed to pick up a pair of stockings and Trish sat down on her chair facing me. Abe went back to her and knelt down again with stockings in his hand. Trish lifted a foot and rested it on his thigh. Her thighs.