His hand crept down from her waist and came to rest on her ass, caressing her in time with the swing of her hips and making her forget about the weather, just reveling in his touch. Turning a corner, he pulled her into a shop doorway as the rain intensified a bit. He held her in front of him as she leaned back and pushed herself against him, purring as she felt his rock hard cock press and throb on contact. He let his hand slide inside her coat and slip under the top of her dress, hearing her gasp at the first cold touch and relax as his hand slid over her breast, caressing it and tweaking her nipple, then repeating the pleasure on her other. She lay back, quietly enjoying this, letting him have his way. Is hands explored the curve of her tits, lingering on the sensitive curve of the underside and gently teasing her hardening nipples. She groaned, eyes closed and let her mind run away with the sensations from his hands, the touch driving her closer and closer to the edge without even. . Breakfast was brought to us. Pancakes and sausage bites, fruit, and donuts. I just sat right there on the floor in front of his chair. We talked, watched tv, and he fed me snacks. Lots of chocolate and caramel. He would tap the top of my head and I looked up and opened my mouth. He put in. He likes it if I stick my tongue out. Dinner was brought to us. Steak and vegetable bites. Ice Cream sandwiches.Later that evening I sucked him a couple more hours. He came in my mouth. He sucked me a couple more minutes. I came in his mouth. He slept right there in his chair. I slept right there in front of him with my head on his thigh.The next day was the same.------------Back to work. Back here after.--------------They washed my clothes and had breakfast and a shower ready for me to go to work. Wayne said, come back after work. He said what you got better to do?After work I sped back, rushed in, and stripped of my clothes. I say, I have waited all day. I want to suck you all night again. Wayne.
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