He thought about it, but admitting that to her, he knew, would be a stupid move. “W-what for?” he asked, his voice weak and wavering, tiredness filling every word. Milf sex He thought back to what the girl had said about clothes and, as he too stood, his hands resting awkwardly on his swollen belly, he spoke, “Can… Can I have something to wear?”
She paused and glanced over at him with a frown, she parted her lips, then hesitated, her frown turning up into a smirk, “Certainly.”
She turned back and stepped from the room, waving her hand dismissively. For the first few minutes he simply languished, enjoying the sensations, even the slight pain of the heat on his sensitive skin. He raised himself from the bath and questioned just how clean he really was when he noted the murky colour of the used bath water he had left behind. “That feels so good Belind… Just like that… Make me feel good…” Ariela purred, grinning as she revelled in his new suffering.
