Just Dyvia for the moment." Not that I dislikedbeing called Mistress, but I wanted there to be a clear transitionalmoment during the evening; for both...of us."Alright." he said trying to appear relaxed. Though considering somedeeply routed fantasy of his was about to be granted, it was obviousthat he was not relaxed. hehe. I love those moments."Like I said you seem to be strong willed..." I said as I stood up andwalked over to my desk. "And the best thing about strong willed subs, isthat they. She began introductions and it ended before it got to me. They were talking for a while and another guy sat down on the other side of her. They were all three having a good conversation and it often got real quiet so just the three could hear. I was keeping an eye on them and I saw my wife stand and stretch. She does this often to show off her boobs and it got quite a few good looks. She then walked away from the fire as if she had to pee (which wouldn't surprise me as she will do this almost. Our cousin, who got his education and went off to the big city and succeeded, and then made sure he took care of the people who raised him and the land he grew up on." Lisa kind of choked up for a minute then gathered herself. "Our cousin, who worked for Cantor Fitzgerald at the top of the World Trade Center, and he died along with thousands of other people on that horrible day." Quite a few of our family members are in New York City today to attend the opening of the Ground Zero memorial.. I couldn’t help but notice that even though he was angry his dick kept getting bigger and pointed straight in the air and I did the only thing I could think of. I lowered my head on it ‘til it touched the back of my throat. I felt my dad’s hands on my shoulders as he pulled me off, but I tightened my lips and knew he got a good amount of pleasure as I slid off.“Son, why did you do that!?” He sounded angry and I looked up at him.“Daddy,” I started. “Will, you listen to me a minute?”“Answer my.