" Just hearing his husky voice turns me on, and I untangle my fingers from his hair and start making my way slowly up the inside of his thigh. When I ...each his crotch, I feel that he is already semi-hard, and I start rubbing his cock through his tight jeans. Then he makes his way up to my breasts, gently caressing them through my shirt and pinching my already hard nipples. I moan and start to tell him that is enough for today, but then pushes his hand down my stomach, down to a place that he's. If I intrude I will be punished, forced to service him harshly alongside her. After our Master is asleep, I clean her, licking her swollen flower, relieving her soreness. I taste our Master, taking in his familiar seed, and my love's intoxicating essence. My desire for her is untamed. If I could produce seed, I would bury into her, delighting in filling her womb entirely, caring for her in the baths as she labors. Her flower’s nectar is sweeter than the sun-fattened figs, only comparing to that. She focused and looked at him and when she did she kept telling herself how much she really wanted to bed the man down. She kept telling herself how much she’d love to take his body unbelievably sexy body and she’d love to feel it all over, repeatedly. She knew exactly what he’d like and exactly what he’d love to do with her. Yep, she knew what he wanted if he could have her and she knew what he’d get if he asked. She was good. She was real, real good with men. And when she became aroused and. Has I spoke to my Father She kissed her way down my body until she reached my penis taking my limp penis into her mouth breathed it back to life I watched as it slowly came to full attention. I gave a slight moan of pleasure I heard my Father ask if I was with someone before I could reply he said ‘lucky you’ he then asked or ordered me to come be home tomorrow morning as he was going away for a few days over Christmas and leaving my Mother Kay on her own. He had booked me an overnight sleeper.