..at the beginning! Her name was Kay, she was his life`s love, had been through school, through university and had grown to be a dark haired beauty,...they had married in the spring 7 years since, young lovers by then, life was good, both medical research students, and later managers of their own labs, both shared interests, they lived well, and they both enjoyed life. She had always “worn the trousers” as they say, more dominant than him, though they had rubbed along well, him enjoying the. That wasn't an issue at all ofcourse and I let Krista do her thing, now she started blowing me, first slowly just the tip of my penis but soon with deep strokes. 'Do you like it? Do I do it better than a guy?' she asked in between strokes, I answered only with a vague moan, she kept on going and incorporated my balls in the game, tickling them with her fingers, licking them and sucking on them. She suddenly stopped, stood up and layed down on the bed meanwhile saying 'And now you can eat me out. Just make sure of the security. If I find any leak, I would back off instantly.” I said settling on the scooter again.”You don’t need to worry about that. You just need to practice a blowjob and get hold of some pregnancy prevention pills. I don’t want to enter my first pussy with a rubber cover on(blinked).”She giggled and sat behind me again. I dropped her a few meters away from her colony and went home myself. That night and the following day was completely wasted on planning. So finally the. All I have to do is then hit the button on theremote, and 10 seconds later poof the camera goes off, and I have adigital photo of a cute looking baby girl in her highchair. Anyhow afterI took tons of pictures using the chair, I kept the 12 or so best ones,then I hide the chair away in the basement. This way I know where it wasjust in case I ever want to use it again. The reason I built the chair was because of a story I had read, which hadthis poor guy being treated as if he was a little baby..