End of broadcast.
Ella Lacey poked her head out from the white blanket, rubbed her sleepy eyes, and grasped at the air beside her...
She murmured, "Arthur, where are you?"
Arthur Lindsey was already dressed and he walked over. He leaned down and kissed her soft cheek, "Ella, time to wake up."
"But I don't know how to fish, why should I wake up?"
With her eyes closed, Ella let his electrifying hand slowly caress her. She giggled... Her petite body, worn out from last night's activities, was still sensitive. Each touch sent a tingling sensation through her like an electric current...
It felt so good.
Arthur's technique was getting better and better!
Arthur Lindsey playfully pinched her nose, a mischievous chill in his tone, "Don't you want to cheer me on, hmm?"
"Of course!"
