Mrs. Jones was by her pool at the bar drinking. Thinking of Amy. It had been days since she’d
Mrs. Jones was by her pool at the bar drinking. Thinking of Amy. It had been days since she’d been by.“Drowning your sorrows are we Mrs. Jones?”Amy. Katie tried to look casual even though heat exploded in her. “Pathetic you are, Mrs. Jones”.Katie’s brain reeled as Amy stood close. The heat of her body, her sweet smell.“Missed me didn’t you?, Mrs. Jones?”Katie felt she had to show SOME pride.“H-hello Amy, it is good to see you. Unfortunately, I can’t stop, I… I have an appointment…..”Amy pushed Katie back onto the barstool by pressing two hands to Katie’s chest in one fluid motion pushing Katie’s silky top off and over her head.“No… really… please….Amy….I have to go”.“You’re a lying bitch, Mrs. Jones. You know how I can tell?”Amy undid the button and slid her hand between Katie’s legs.“Yes, see there, so WET. What makes you so wet, Mrs. Jones?”Three fingers had found their way inside Katie. They rolled and churned.“I do, Mrs. Jones. No use denying it”.Katie bucked her hips and rode the insistent fingers.“No, Mrs. Jones, you won’t be going anywhere, will you?”Katie’s only reply was whimpers and moans.She was…. lost.@slavekatie -- source link