Whenever Jiri sat down at Cindi's table at dinner time, she would look a bit awkward, and would clam up. In the end, he rejoined his usual dinner comp...nions, and left Cindi to eat pretty much by herself.Most evenings, though, there would be that soft tap on the door, and Cindi would slip into Jiri's room, where they would play backgammon, and talk. During the course of each evening, Cindi, seemingly unconsciously, would softly cover Jiri's hand with her own. Jiri would let her gently turn his. My cock was starting to wilt a little, no longer actually pointing at the ceiling, the lady of the house was down stairs. I heard the stairs creak as she came back up, she walked in with a cup of tea, looked at my now only semi hard erection, put down the tea and saying "dont stop painting" she started to gently wank me, quickly having me hard again. "you are being a good little slut" she said, "I might even reward you later", " I may need sorting out". she stopped touching me a suddenly as she. More

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