teazdndenied:beautiful-cfnm:Carlos Torres She felt it was only right that she welcome the polite, we
teazdndenied:beautiful-cfnm:Carlos Torres She felt it was only right that she welcome the polite, weary traveler in to her home, offering him food, rest and comfort before he resumed his journey the following day. And now after sponging his body with the warm, soothing water she smiled inwardly at his soft gasp and tensing muscles when her soft, soapy hand encircled him and began to gently stroke. As she knew it would his body had no choice but to respond to her skilled, knowing touch, stiffening and hardening with longing for more. Seeing the expression on his face she sweetly purred, “Aww, you look anxious, sweetie. Are you worried you might have an embarrassing accident if I continue? You don’t need to be.” “Thank you,” he panted in a soft, breathless voice. “You’re welcome,” she answered. Then with the corners of her lips curling upward in a hint of a smirk, she added, “I’ll go nice and slow… that way I’ll be sure I’m able to stop before it happens.” -- source link