And she just got here!
How gay cartoons sex was I going to last the week like this?
In the distance, I could hear the gay cartoons sex tub faucet spewing out a jet of bath water.
My gut and groin gay cartoons sex were churning just like the torrent of water next door, and strangely, the feeling of anguish that was pulling on my balls was causing me to get hard.
Oh gawd gay cartoons sex, was she going to take offence to that?!!
I was truly screwed.
With the squinch of a closing tap, the sound of rushing water faded and was replaced by the odd plop of water drops falling onto the surface of the bath water.
Miss Ridge returned to the room and positioned herself behind me.
I hadn moved, and I tried to show by my rigidity that I was gay cartoons sex conforming to her direction.
I was braced for another tirade, but to my surprise, I felt her fingertips trace lightly and playfully across my shoulders and then down my back.
Both the feeling and the surprise made me shiver.
"Yes, Miss Ridge," I replied with great relief.
"Good," she declared happily and took a step back, "Then would you gay cartoons sex please grab my luggage and bring it into my room for me." I looked over towards the front door and saw a garment bag and valise on the floor.
As she clicked her way down the hallway towards the guest room, I retrieved her bags and followed her lead.
Hustling down gay cartoons sex the hall, I was relieved to note that my erection, which had been oddly encouraged by Miss Ridges brusque treatment, was not obvious underneath my blousy boxers.
When I entered the guest room, I saw Miss Ridge standing at the far gay cartoons sex side of the bed by the closet with her back to me.