Otherwise why did he grill her for information the other day?Stop it, she chided herself as Marris gave the chain a gentle tug. Stop reading somethin... into it that's not there.Her speculation over her status was suited for times when it amounted to nothing more than a mental exercise. It helped her cope with the day-to-day monotony of being a living sex toy. But she had to stop when it could be tested by reality. The disappointment could send her into another spiral of depression.Yet as she. I pulled my head back, she opened her eyes, and I said "I'll go pour the drinks, you go start the tub. And don't think of taking any of your clothes off – that's my job."Without a word, but with a look of anticipation, she turned around and headed to the tub. I then realized I had a raging hard-on, and wondered if she had felt it. **I went to the minibar and poured us a couple of drinks – she got Jack straight up, and I had it on the rocks. I kicked off my shoes and walked to the bathroom.. As we kissed I couldn't help but finally feel her body after all this waiting, I quickly felt her tight ass and then started to focus on unclipping her bra as she was tightly against me as we kissed. She stayed close so the bra did not fall away immediately so I eagerly leaned back as the bra straps fell down her arms I finally after all these years of waiting saw her gorgeous big fake tits. Her nipples were pointy with about inch and a half wide areolas on DD tits. They were the most perfect. "Oh my gawd ... it's true," she finally mumbled. "He has been banana split sperming us!"I didn't answer. Instead I bent over and pulled a plastic container from my purse."What is it?" she asked as I removed its cover."Creme Brulee," I answered as I stuck a plastic spoon into the caramel colored treat."Your father made it?" Nikki had a horrified look on her face. I nodded."What's in it?" she asked as she watched the spoon as it approached her lips."Open wide," I lured, then licked my.