It isn’t. Don’t believe in them because you wouldn’t be here if Lia had any kind of a problem with you. So then, Lia, ready for me to embarrass ...ou over your childhood misdemeanours?”“I was a good girl!” Lia protested.“Shouldn’t your father be the judge of that?”“No.”“No?”“No way. You love me far too much to be objective, you know that.”Remy chuckled. “She does have a point.”“So allowing how this is all going to be highly subjective, what are the highlights of her misbegotten childhood?” I. Nothing was going right. Even on the rare occasion he half-praised something she’d done—a look, a stance, a movement—he instantly wanted more of the same, which somehow made it harder than ever to reproduce. And that scowl on his face was so scary and intimidating. He’d given her twenty minutes to shower and change into the cream bikini and waved her off with a dismissive hand that showed his frustration with her. When she’d scuttled back to the dressing room, a bottle of wine was waiting for. This time I lay down and immediately she got on top of me, her pussy hovering for a second over my open lips before she sank down onto me, a sigh of relief escaping her mouth as my mouth came in contact with her flesh. I stuck my tongue in between her hot moist lips and licked every bit of skin that I could before touching it lightly on her clit, she bucked and moaned on top of me, her fingers feverishly seeking my soaking pussy. When her hand touched my puffy pussy lips I moaned into her and. "Oh God, that felt like my nipples are hooked up straight to my clit! Do it again please Mistress?" I begged."If you liked that, roll over I want to introduce you to something," she tantalized me.Rolling over I could tell there was a lot more of me up front.Beth pulled up my top and licked all around my nipple."Oh my God!" I gushed.She had a devilish grin on her face when she sucked almost all of my nipple and areola into her mouth, and worked her tongue all around it. She pulled back her head.