It was the late morning of my 8th day of recovery. I was making Paul lunch, or rather getting lunch ready. Paul had begrudgingly allowed me to make hi... lunch as a thank you for bringing me back. To say that Paul felt guilty was an understatement although I felt absolutely no anger towards the guy myself. Shit, he was only 17 and he was acting more responsibly than his mother. Anyway, he didn’t want me to have to do anything except recover. I’d had to talk him into allowing me the ‘honor’ of. “Are you picking someone up?” He asked, putting his hand on my shoulder. “Yes” I barely could whisper, as I was hypnotized by that huge sized dick.“How long are you going to be” He insisted, putting his hand on my hips.“Another hour” I whispered again, now looking at his eyes.He smiled again as he slid his hand under my skirt. Soon he found my wet thong and put it aside with just one of his thick fingers.“You want for sure to go back in the cubicle, Ma’am…” He said, leaving me.I looked down. More

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