I chased her down the stairs, but we slowed before we got to the dining room. She loaded up with fruit again while I hit the waffle maker. We both wen... back for the potatoes and the sausage links. As we were making our way back to our room, my phone rang. It was Helen.“What?’“Mick this isn’t funny anymore. There is a big moving truck pulling up in front of our home.”“It’s pulling up where?”“I front of our home.”“That doesn’t make any sense. I don’t have a home. I have a house that is being sold. ..unless I told her she could masturbate, she was forbidden to do so. There would be no alleviating her need once she left, no matter how strong that need became, not unless she had permission. After all, part of controlling her orgasm meant all pleasure, and denial, was my decision, and that didn't change just because we weren't physically together..We parted ways, and I'll admit it, I felt pretty good. The day had been a success, she'd cum quite like a whore and I suspected that later I'd get. More

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