Tracey and Zeta knelt down beside her as she lay huddled in a ball of depression, her arms around her legs, her knees pulled up to her forehead, her h...ad buried below her mass of tangled hair, staring down through the dark shadows of her thighs at her sore crotch. Both girls put their arms around her, Tracey too concerned about her lover to feel too much jealousy about Zeta’s unwelcome show of affection towards her. “Buttercup! Buttercup! What’s wrong?” weeped Tracey. Her lover raised her head. I am an independent woman, a freelance journalist, my own woman. Here was I hearing this ultimatum from a beautiful woman, my employer and lover. I wrestled with my thoughts and I knew she could see the conflict within me. She put her champagne down on a small table and sat in the chair beside it, her legs spread, the dildo poking up, not obscenely but invitingly. There was a subtle smile on her face. She was enjoying this. I moved forward to where she sat and placed my glass beside hers. I. I looked over at him following me into his bedroom and before I had even noticed we were both completely naked and on each other again. All I could think about was putting his massive erect penis in my mouth.He saw my stares and guided me to his bed, instructing me to lay down on my back with my head tilted over the edge. Like an animal, he slightly crouched so his 8-9 inch cock was level with the bed. I could tell he was the dominant type and that was exactly what I needed. My first taste of. It always leaves me sore in my mouth, pussy and ass after a long fucking session. He presses his dick against my lips and as I smile, Daddy presses his dick into my mouth. As it slides over my tongue, I raise up to take it in deeper, but Daddy shakes his head and keeps his dick just inside my lips. I suck at the tip hard and lean back. I will have to wait until Daddy is ready to feed me more of his dick. I move my tongue over the ridge under the head and suck out the precum from the slit..