Stella scooted closer to me, draping one arm across my stomach. I lay on my back and tried not to move too much or give away how much her touch affect...d me. Ten tension-filled minutes into the movie, Stella moved her hand and began lightly tracing the underwire of my bra. Nothing too crazy, but the feather-light pressure of the tip of her finger made my nipples harden. Before I could stop myself, a short noise made her realize what she was doing. Or maybe she knew, but that noise just let her. Now let's keep working more of that cock into your throat. I want to see all 8 inches of it, buried in your mouth."With a gentle nudge on the back of her head, she began to work its length back into her mouth. This time, he let her do it herself. When it reached the back of her mouth, she paused for a second, and then began pushing hard until it, once again, slipped past and slid into her throat. This time, without any force from Greg, she allowed several more inches into her throat, and began. ”“The real skill is producing results from it.”The baron walked over to his whiskey set and poured himself a drink. “I’m glad you returned. I’m sorry for the loss of your companion.”“Don’t worry about it. I already killed your brother and his son.”The glass fell from the baron’s hand and shattered. “What?!” he exclaimed.There was an immediate knock on the door. “My Lord, is everything fine?” a butler asked.Noah’s gaze never left the baron, without any sense of fear or anticipation of what might. Even though I did much better with Daddy, or Mr. Perkins, they both felt that there was room for improvement. So, the following weekend, when I was summoned to join them, I was surprised to see another girl in the living room with Mr. and Mrs. Perkins. They introduced me to her as my "sister". She was a little older than me and she had a cute smile. She was dressed in a very sheer teddy and she had sexy, puffy nipples. It was difficult not to notice them as her Teddy was so sheer. She greeted.