.. I was dizzy with desire. ' ' Damn that turns me on '... I whispered to myself... my breathing, elevated. I brushed my hair and trie... to calm my excitement before exiting the room... licking his left over saliva from the sides of my lips. So naughty,... so stimulating !I knew that was too risky and I needed to apologize to Michael, my own rules have been breached.I gathered myself still relishing his kisses,... reset myself, and exited the bathroom. ' Dennis is going to. . .Chapter TwoAs a born and bred Yorkshire lass I should have known better but, fooled by glorious Indian summer weather “down south”, I’d caught my Friday afternoon train wearing a short black skirt, a skimpy white T-shirt and very little else . . . unless you count my black leather fuck-me boots.(At this point please accept my apologies for repetitive use of the eff word. Normally I’m quite the well-spoken little madam. Confessing I’ve been screwing my Daddy has brought out a new me. I might. ” They spent the next two hours in bed. They then showered. Ruth said, “Jack, we can stay in tonight as I have all those meals from Serge in the fridge. What would you like to eat?” Jack replied, “Do you have the lamb casserole?” Ruth answered, “I was thinking the same thing.” They kissed again then Ruth went to prepare dinner. Jack poured himself a glass of Champagne. He sat in the kitchen looking at Ruth. He then said, “Ruth, I am so happy, I am going to be the best father in the world. I. She slipped her foot out of one of her heels and slipped it underneath the bottom of my trousers. My cock instantly grew harder as I felt the angelic softness of her feet run up and down my leg below my knee.I couldn't take it anymore, I needed to kiss her. Before I made my move, she leaned in towards me and pressed those juicy lips against mine. She grabbed hold of me tightly in her arms as she parted her lips and allowed me entry into her gorgeous mouth. My tongue softly massaged hers as she.