‘Daddy, Uncle Tyler’s here!’ she yelled. ‘Okay, let him in,’ replied a deep male voice. The door handle started to move back and forth. Sh... looked at Tyler, he was watching it, smiling. He glanced at her. ‘She’s really into opening the door lately,’ he said. Finally the child turned the handle far enough and pulled the door open. ‘Uncle Tyler! Uncle Tyler!’ She jumped up and down with her arms extended skywards towards Tyler. A black and white dog sat beside her, wagging its tail. ‘Gracie. I don’t want to force anything on you as anything we do will be by mutual consent.”"I am glad to hear that, Master. I do look forward to seeing how this works and how well you dominate me. I must admit I was caught off guard the other night when you stated you wanted to own me, but after talking to my mom and doing some soul searching on my own, I feel this is exactly the type of relationship I have been looking for. I so want to wear your collar, when you are ready to give it to me.”“I am so. You're not tied down to anyone." Carmen, do you have rocks in your head?" she asked. "If I had to be tied down to anyone it would probably be either George Clooney or your husband Allen. Allen is a great guy. Out of every husband we know he's probably the best." I know that Patti," I snapped. "I'm not saying that Allen's not a great guy. He's a very good fucking guy okay. That's not the problem. The problem is that I just don't love him anymore. The problem is that every day I spend here feels. With an inclination of his head he ordered me round to where he stood and whilst I did so he made his girlfriend gasp by withdrawing his erection from her bum. Watching closely, I saw a name tattooed on her bum in cursive script – Vikki – and assumed it was her name. It was then also I realised he’d been applying a condom, not simply wanking over his girlfriend’s bum. Vikki jumped up from the bonnet and threw her arms around his neck, kissing him with intensity and a lot of noise. Her kisses.