I went into the bar—the only ‘service’ available at the Hilo airport—and ordered a soda. Once she got here, I still had to drive us safely 35 ...iles to the cabin.My ku’uipo. My sweetheart.They announced her flight arrival at 9:05 and I waited at the foot of the escalator until Alice ran to my arms.“Ari!” That was all she managed to get out before our lips were smashed together. I’m sure others who saw us thought I was meeting my granddaughter, but that kiss had to convince them otherwise.“I’ve. ..the FEET!" Now a delirious small moan emitted from the mouth which no woman would ever want to kiss.I continued,"Oh yeah,here it is 3:15 and less than 2 hours for me to go,and boy let me tell you my FEET are really starting to kill me." _____ was now coming back gradually to reality,grumbling, "HER pretty FEET kill ME",(as his now stiffening member started it's now familiar "Twitchy Dick Dance" performance for me while still groaning.I went on still, "You know _____, my FEET itch." His cock. The third time, i try really hard. i feel horrible that he is getting whipped because of me. Finally i am able to make Her cum, and i surprise myself by feeling happy that i've pleased her, and spared him another whipping. When the Mistress gets off the table, She has him put his face close to mine and has me lick my pussy juice off his beard and lips and She has him fuck my mouth with his tongue so i can taste his mouth and my pussy at the same time. This turns me on despite the fact that he. And their lives seemed to be completelydifferent. I studied the interactions between mother and girl. Thelittle one was sitting quietly right next to her mother, smiling and withmovements and facial expressions asking for the parents' approval. Incontrast, my guys seemed to decide everything by themselves. And I keptrunning after them trying to calm them down. There just had to be donesomething with this. And I was so fascinated by these families havingdaughters. Were these differences.