I picked up the plates as her foot disengaged from my leg, “Anything to drink, soda, water, milk,” I asked?“Got any wine,” Jennifer retorted. ...Well my father did keep some wine in a box, not too bad stuff so I fixed two glasses before returning. Jennifer was still sitting at the table, one shoe off and the other dangling off her foot. I sat down and handed her the glass which she sipped slowly. As soon as I sat back down her foot was right back to my leg. She stroked my calf, knee and finally. And, I wont believe you until I feel it for myself. Go ahead, daddy. Present your case. She grinned. He was already thrusting his cock against her ass, though he was wearing shorts. He stood up and took off his shirt. While he wasnt overweight, his body was very different from mine. He was just skinny, not muscular like me. It was very clear he wasnt the same person. And, when he dropped his pants, his dick was much different. It was wider than mine, but shorter by an inch and a half. Hmmm.. She came again, his hands bouncing her up and down on his cock, faster and faster and faster. He pulled off the blindfold. Even in the shade, the light was shocking and too much. She closed her eyes, then opened them. He was smiling at her. He kissed her, spinning her heart. “Do you like my cock in your pussy?” He lifted her up, then let her slide slowly back down. “More than anything.” It was her heaven. The intensity of his eyes scared her. Her walls were long gone. She had never felt. Whipping my body straight, flicking my hair behind me in a sexy show, I spun on one heel and kicked my panties out from under my stiletto. Flinging them into one of the peepholes, where one happy man could use them to jack off. "Hands and knees, crawl to me, slave." And so I did, wiggling my sexy ass as much as possible along the way. When I got to her knees, she bent slightly so that her fragrant pussy was inches from my eager lips. She stood there for a minute, then laughed at the drool.