She didnt look at me, but could tell I was unsure about doing this. If&hellip, you pretend Im her and I pretend you are Brian&hellip, Would that be ok...y? I thought, and figured, what the hell. I pushed back into her and closed my eyes to change her blonde hair to brown and said, God Beth, your pussy is so tight tonight. Something about making her Beth in my mind made all the difference. While I had been hard and the fucking had felt great it just needed that little spark to really get me off. I. This had never happened to him before, normally he was the one who panicked about commitment, as soon as there was talk of moving in together, of marriage or children he would be the one to clam up or run away. He smiled to himself at the irony of it. Maybe he was just too used to always getting his own way? Andrea never made those kinds of demands of him. Instead she was fearful of giving up her independence, reluctant to allow herself to be looked after. It was hardly surprising given her. It was not as theatrical, itconveyed simply but sincerely the maid's pride in her Mistress andpleasure on her return from work."Have you had a good day Ma'am?" Yes thank you," replied Anita adding, "with you here to keep the housetidy, prepare a meal for me and welcome me like this I am much moreinclined to seriously concentrate on my work." This appreciation completely overcame the disappointment left in Betty'smind by Anita's change of attitude last night and this morning.Anita relaxed into a. And Barcelona ... and Berlin ... and London ... and Paris--"I simply leapt upon him! Buried his body under mine. Captured his lips and then filled his mouth with my tongue. "Oh my gawd! Really?" I finally asked as I sat up astride him with a grin spreading from one side of my face to the other."Well I can only go if I'm pretty sure there's going to be a steady supply of fresh American milk."I started to giggle. Then I leaned over and pushed my left breast into his waiting mouth. Daddy started.