My petite body stretched almost perfectly across the width of the bed, the heels of my feet barely hanging off the side. He leaned over me, brushing m... wet black hair from my face, and kissed my tear streaked cheeks again. He looked into my eyes with a soft, sweet smile and told me; "Don't worry honey, everything will be alright." Then, slowly and gently, Daddy started to spread my legs open; "Let Daddy look at you baby, come on honey, let me see where it hurts you." I just laid there, quietly. This was week four. Erica came in from the kitchen carrying a bottle of white and two glasses. My smile was as broad as hers, ‘Okay,’ I said, ‘Spill it! Was it as good as you hoped?’ Erica giggled, ‘Oh Boy!’ We got absolutely wankered. Alan had to stay at his own flat that night as I, clearly in no fit state to drive, shared the bed with Erica again. This time, we actually did watch Titanic. Anyway, life went on. Work continued apace, Nathan was involved with a symposium that was planned for. So we then went out and got food for dinner and came back. I picked up some chocolate sauce and Honey. We then had a couple of drinks to get into the mood. It was just 9.30 so we went out and lay outside my shack. We found that there was no one around so we stripped nude and lay down without the lights on. There was a bit of moonlight so we enjoyed each other holding in our arms. Our hands were all over each other’s bodies exploring the softness of her tits and the hardness of my dick. She. Imagine ordering me to drop to my knees in front of you and grinding your growing bulge in my face before instructing me to unbuckle your belt, unzip your fly and remove your semi-erect cock from the confines of your underwear.Imagine taking my chin between your fingers and tilting my head up to lock eyes with you as you slap your cock across my lips and cheeks.Imagine ordering me to to crawl over to the lounge chair in my hotel room as you make yourself comfortable. Picture me, a masculine and.