“Well, remember that it’s a reward for doing a good job. You have to show me that you can do a good job pleasing me before we can even start to th...nk about that.” As I was saying this I got on my knees next to him and swung one leg across his body until I was straddling his chest. “If you do a good job, I might even take my sweater off. Would you like that, Martin?” I asked as I plucked open two more buttons of my sweater.“Yes, Miss Tanya,” he said with his eyes as wide as saucers as he looked. A little while later, Rambo jerked awake. Had he heard a shout? Or was it a moan or what? His ears perked up and his senses became alive. Then the sound came again, it was a sob. Jezzzusss, what the fuck is going on in there, he wondered to himself. Betty sobbed again and then whimpered, quite loudly, and then plaintively, she cried help! A word Rambo recognised.Well that was enough for Rambo. He jumped up and started to run toward the sorry sound of distress. Three feet of rope runs out very. He reached up, squeezing her firm pert breast with one hand as he insert a finger inside her pussy hole. He then rubbed his tongue into her ass star and she let out a long, deep groan, a groan that told him to fuck her.Keeping his finger in her pussy, he lifted her round, and onto the seat beside them. He kept her facing the wall, and she bent her knees so that she was the perfect fucking height for him. Slowly he removed his finger from her and using the other hand he guided his thick, hard. I walk to his side as he peels it over his head. His torso is exquisite, a combination of lean and well muscled, if that makes any sense. It is also tan with just a speckling of hair on his chest. Just as I had hoped, his nipples are hard. I breathe onto my stethoscope to warm it and place it on his left pec and then his right. His heart is racing a little at 88 BPM. I wonder if it has anything to do with me unbuttoning my top two buttons on my blouse when he was taking off his shirt. I sure.
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