“My landing strip, do you like it?” “Eh, yeah, I guess it looks good.” She pulled up her dress and scooted to the edge of the seat. C’mon, ...ake a good look.” Instead, I turned and watched the other passengers; they were smiling and nodding their permission at me. What the fuck was going on? “Touch it. See if it feels smooth,” she said and held my hand. Her pussy was warm and, when she placed my finger on her slit, it was wet. I didn’t know what to do, but Laura did. Using her hand to guide. Or so *he* thought.It was then I realized that I was going to fuck her. Well, I'd thought about it while I was tying her up, but then it had been, welljust an idea. Now I knew it for sure, I was going to fuck her here on her daddy's bed. Yes, I'd calmed down, I knew what I was doing and yes, I know I should have walked away, but I didn't. I suppose Ijustified it by thinking it was natural justice, shit I'd done thetime why shouldn't I do the crime? I looked outside into the brightsunshine of. The feel as his tongue strokes my pussy deep. Fuck. He licks my pussy making me cum hard. Gushing. Seeing him suck my cock when we do a scene takes me over the edge even faster. I crave his hot mouth when he says words of devotion and adoration for his Goddess. Queen. Mistress. Also him using dirty words making me scratch him, bite him. Mark him. Deciding to allow him this scene was unselfish. I am jealous and never allow others to touch my collared slave. Viewing the pics again, seeing this. Her auburn hair hangs down to the middle of her back and she had it up in a ponytail. The water was still a little on the cold side, as it was early June and it hadn’t warmed up very much. The cold water was definitely having an effect on Stephanie, as her nipples were nearly poking through her bikini top. We did, gradually, get used to the water temperature and swam around for about an hour, splashing and dunking each other.As we left the water and made our way back to our camp area, I.