I tried keeping count, but I lost track when I thought of the Mistress. What I could tell so far was that she was about my height, maybe slightly tall...r. Subtracting for heels, assuming 4 inch stilettos as opposed to 8 inch stripped heels based on the clack on the hallway tile, that would make her about 5’7” or so. I didn’t feel hair when she kissed me, so it was either short or pulled back. No breasts brushing, so she was not hugely busty, or she was standing away. I’d come back to that. OK,. " Let me give it a try and I'll get back to you with a couple of options. You can tell me if I'm on the right track." Thanks, Rich. I really appreciate it. Say 'Hi' to Fiona for me." Will do. I'll e-mail you my demented thoughts." Yeah, sure. Good night, Rich."Despite the off-handed response, I knew he'd put some thought into something and I hoped it would do the trick. Rich would think about both my needs and the needs of someone who might respond and try and find a link somewhere in the text.. I can feel the length of your manhood against me. I wonder if we’re up for finishing what we’ve started? I reach my hand down and gently grasping you, I squeeze. You moan as you place a soft kiss upon my face. I release you. Turning into you, I look into your eyes. As you look back, our lips reach out, searching for a kiss, bringing our heads together. This kiss is deep, searching, and filled with passion. Our tongues dance around each other. Your hands are on my back, pulling me closer. Mine. She sat on his face as he lay stretched out, his head buried in her sex, his rigid cock glistening in the sun. Cat swam into shore, she crawled out of the water towards them, dripping water on his body with deliberate delight. He flinched with surprise, but only stopped momentariy, before continuing his enjoyable task. Cat crept to his penis and took it in her mouth. She slurped and opening her throat, pleasuring him slowly at first, until she could feel the tension in his legs and the rest of.