What is that? Oh my phone. What time is it anyway, 6 oh. I answer my phone, it is an unknown number."Hello?' "Hi, this is Karen I hope you don't mind ... got your number from Celeste. Can we talk?" Karen, oh yes sure, or should I call you Mistress?" "Karen is fine. I will see how things go, shall we? Celeste and I talked about you earlier this afternoon. She is head over heels for your cock! We had quite the conversation. I really like that you brought her to orgasm several times before you. It seemed a little quiet. It was a remote hilltop home but there were many cars here unexpectedly. “It looks like my welcoming party is already here,” the Don said with a grin“I would have thought Maria and Esmerelda would be eager to see you,” the Hawaiian said apologetic. The Don waved his hand. “Such beautiful daughters my friend I am proud they call me uncle.”The treacherous man would realise too late. As he entered his house the sounds of grunts and groans so recognisable to the deviant. She was wearing a pink flowy lace top and itty-bitty cutoff shorts that showed off her long legs.He slowly walked out of the darkness toward her, his gray eyes fixated on her.At 6 foot tall, the stud of German descent towered over her. He was gorgeous, with strong broad shoulders and a masculine jawline.He ran his big hands across her delicate shoulders and leaned in for a kiss on her lips, slowly pulling down her top until it draped over her feet.Her sun-kissed olive skin felt like velvet in. Every night I would rush home to talk to you to hear your voice. We would have phone sex on occasion, hot wet and sticky, but nothing compared to what I knew you would feel like against me.Than the day came when you told me to come visit you, that you would arrange the trip, pay for everything, I was to show up and that’s it. I agreed with almost no hesitation. I was terrified, what if what we had did not translate to real life, what if my plane was late, what if what if… The day I flew to.