.." ... I can engage in skin-to-skin genital contact, it doesn't mean I have to." Right. I don't want to be there pushing you to do something you don...t want to do." Oh, I want to. Believe me. But that's not why we're going on a date. As much as I want your fingers sliding around in my wet, hot pussy, I'm not quite ready for that. And even though I want you to slide your big hard cock in between my breasts and into my mouth, I'm not quite ready for that either. And don't think I don't want to. Dinner that night was pizza, as was our Friday tradition.It was my first Friday evening home since being Daniel's slave and my father wondered why I wasn't out with friends. I told him that none of my friends could hang out that evening and thankfully he believed me. As normal I had difficulty lying to my dad, but tonight was even worse.I was always meek and shy around my family, especially when my father was around. What made things worse that night was that I kept feeling everyone's eyes on. Lisa’s parents are having a barby.”“Oops! Meeting the parents already? Well no point hanging about, rip that plaster off,” he said laughing as he stretched and emphasised ‘rip’.+++Those words, ‘rip that plaster off’, were ringing in my head now, as I rapped on the door with the heavy cast-iron knocker.I hadn’t noticed the speaker at the side of the door until it spoke, “Hello.”“Lisa and Peter, we have an appointment with Mike.”“Come in, come to the first-floor reception.”The door clicked and I. I will soon want to suck both of your lips into my mouth. I will hum happily as my mouth slides up and down your slit, my lips pressing yours together gently, my tongue flickering at you. Would you speak to me? Would you tell me how having your whole pussy in my mouth feels, how you want more, how badly you want to come? As I suck on you and pull away just slightly my eyes would be on yours, watching you pant and whimper. And when my lips squeeze your labia tightly around your hard clit for the.