"Yes?"Another noisy inhalation."H-how did you make me do ... do those things, sir?"He didn't bother to ask her what "things" she meant. "What if I tol... you I wasn't forcing you to do anything?"She stared at him. Inside, she thought, I'm not stupid. I wasn't in control.The silence stretched and then he broke it."You really want to know?" he asked.Renee nodded."Hmm." He poked at his food. "What would you be willing to do for it?"She shivered as a chill rolled through her.What would she do?I have. Her glasses made her look intellectual and bookish, and with the outfit she was wearing the whole effect was very professional. He admired her a little longer and then beckoned her to cross the room. Pushing his chair back further, he patted his lap. With an obedient nod, she laid herself over his thighs, her ass neatly presented to him. He ran his palm over the curve of her cheek, squeezing it firmly and enjoying the way it felt through the fabric of her skirt.Sneaking a hand under the bottom. The back door led directly into a huge kitchen. She invited me in, took the two big bags of food and remarked, "My, you went all out. I guess that you saw my name on the sign in the front yard. What do I call you, 'The Provider'?" Well, that's not bad, I kind of like that but you can call me Ed Ward, since that's my real name."She unpacked the stuff while I fished out the wine, opened one bottle with the corkscrew she dug out of a drawer and poured some into the glasses from the cupboard. I was. After getting out and eating our chips we went to the changing rooms to get our cloths back on and the was only one cubical left so I suggested that we share and he agreed we were extremely close thanks to the thin cubical and our body’s where rubbing together we where bout nude and I turned round behind him as a joke and rubbed my cock on him, but to my surprise he came over and did it back. We got back to the camp site and we where getting ready for bed in my tent and Danny had forgot his.
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