“Philip, I want you to do exactly what I say. Okay?” The same voice said, “okay.” “Open your pants.” This was it. I had to test him. With...ut hesitation, he undid his belt and opened his pants. I was thrilled. “Philip, unzip the pants and pull them off.” He unzipped the pants and pulled them off, one leg at a time. Now he was sitting there in his boxers. I looked to see if he showed any signs of being aroused. I could see no bulge. “Philip, take your boxers off.” He shook his head no. “Philip,. We have salmon, trout, halibut, and calamari, which is our special for the day. Ill have the…the salmon. Jessica said, breathing heavily. Will that be all? the waiter asked. Jessica, do you want anything else? I asked her, enjoying the trouble she was having controlling her orgasm. N…no. she gasped out. The waiter turned to leave. As soon as he stepped away, I saw Jessica stiffen. She let out a small moan under her breath, clenching her hands into the tablecloth. She slumped back into the. ..he spent the weekend with me and fucked me (ass, tits, mouth, hair....whatever his pleasure was) so hard and so often that I blame it for my miscarriage. Granted it was two weeks later, but between that and all my other gentlemen, the pregnancy could not sustain. I also know it was his baby because him and Michael are the only ones I allow to fuck me bareback and Michael hadn't fucked my pussy that week. Only my throat. Marcos was with me the whole week after the miscarriage. He took. ”She demanded that I give her the towel, but I refused,telling her that she needed to come and get it. Iinstructed her instead to drop her arms and slowly turnaround, then she could have her towel. She paused for amoment, realizing that she had little alternative. Shelooked at me with a scowl on her face, and did what Irequested.She slowly dropped her arms and began to blush, butrather than stare at her face, my eyes wanderedelsewhere. This time, I got a good long look at her fulland soft.