Was it the wrong mistress? Mine would be upset if she came in and I was being flogged by someone else. Maybe it was… The key again! The door opened ...nd I heard the light switch flip with flickers of light coming into the blindfold. “So, what did you do while I was gone?”I could barely contain my happiness. It should have been weird, but all I could think of was how happy I was with her back and how I wanted to kiss her again and feel her flog me again. I was lost in thought. I felt her near me. I slid over just in time barely avoiding her. She rolled onto her back and in no time was back to snoring.Now her legs were open and after a test of her awarness level I ran my hand into her short and around her panties. Her shorts were so tight my hand barely fit. After a fight with her shorts my fingers finally found want they were searching for. Her little pussy was warm,wet and tight. So tight i could only get one finger in it. I worked my finger in her little pussy and watched as she. “Sorry, Daddy. I was overcome with happiness.”“You’re forgiven, Sweetie. You’ve made me happier than I’ve ever been.”“Daddy, can I speak freely?”“Yes Sweetie, go ahead. I need to know what’s on your mind.”Chloe starts, “Daddy, when I was growing up, Mom was always the disciplinarian. I guess that’s why I acted like a brat; I resented her doing what I thought was your job. You were more like my buddy, blunting Mom’s ire, but I never knew if you loved me. I didn’t want you to be my buddy; I. Sie schaute in Rafaels dunkle Augen und lachte „Was machst Du denn hier?“ fragte sie verwundert. „Frühstücken.“ antwortete er. Mia und Rafael tranken gemeinsam noch einen Kaffee und Rafael erfuhr, dass Mia eine Überraschung für ihren Mann Malte kaufen wollte. Sofort bot er seine Hilfe an. „Soll ich Dich beraten? Was soll es denn sein?“ Nach anfänglichem Zögern gab Mia schließlich leise zu, dass sie ein Dessous kaufen möchte. Rafaels breites Grinsen verhieß nichts Gutes. „Wer könnte das besser.