She began rubbing the head around my opening, teasing me. Then she slid the tip in, but quickly removed it, driving me mad with lust. Finally, she sto...ped and I could feel the head of the dildo pressing against my opening. "Show me how badly you want my cock in your bottom. I'm not going to move. If you want my cock in your ass, you have to do the work."I pushed back and could feel the head start to slide in, spreading me open. I had about half the head in when it began to hurt just a little. I. "When I finished she was in my arms, her head on my shoulder. "Oh Sammy, I didn't mean it. I want to see you again too." Does that mean I can see you tomorrow?" No, it wouldn't be a good idea. I would want you to kiss me goodbye, and my parents wouldn't understand. No amount of explaining would make them understand. But you can kiss me now."We kissed and she began to cry. She put her wet cheek next to mine and whispered, "They wouldn't understand. I'll be home for Thanksgiving. Will you want to. In front of her he says to me, “So Samantha, what would you like to eat this morning”. I tried not to look at the waitress and quickly ordered a simple breakfast with coffee. After she left, my Master asked if I was dressed as he had requested. I nodded and he then instructed me to unbutton the top of my shirt so that the top of my corset could be seen. I was a little reluctant to do this but a curt, “now” from him had me obeying. I looked around to see if anyone could see but it looked like I. Oh!’ She looked guiltily at the wine bottle. ‘Pardon my French. This was all Michael.’ ‘Darius smiled apologetically. ‘My sincerest apologies, Michael.’ ‘You are forgiven.’ He replied in mock seriousness. ‘This has been wonderful,’ he continued, looking at Isabelle, ‘it really has. But I think it’s time to enjoy some proper dessert.’ Michael hastily excused himself, his chair scraping noisily against the floorboards. ‘I’ll take that as my call to leave. You lot have fun.’ he.