We both get to cum this way: her into my mouth and me into my hand or a tissue. Over the last month or so, she'll get home late from work and immediat...ly lay on the couch or bed and have me tongue deep in her. I have noticed an additional muskiness, that I hadn't before but shrugged it off to her having just come home from a full day at the office. She really gets into it; Amy will press my face into her warm wetness and shout at me, "Eat me! Eat me you tiny- dicked man" with a passion never. Now get up get dressed and go to your architects.’ ‘Okay darling anything for you. Everything for you. Love you. Until midday. Oh God I can’t wait.’ Standing barefoot in the well of Becca’s yacht Sam felt really over dressed, in her Versace suit dress and Prada silk blouse as the yacht began to lift to the swell outside the harbor. Standing at the wheel Becca drew Sam in close placing an arm round her waist. ‘Darling I am sorry about all the cloak and dagger stuff but things are seriously not. .. She scooted backwards a bit, moving her ass towards him. His large hands grabbed her around the waist and she tensed. His hands were so big they almost encircled her entire tiny waist. She expected him to grab her and slam himself in, but he didn't. A moment passed and so did her moment of tension. There was something... almost comforting about his large hands encircling her waist. Once she had relaxed, he slowly pulled her towards him.She gasped as the heat of his tip pressed against her. "Can we not call each other daddy and daughter? Just use our first names. Like a real date?" Sure thing Sami Jo. You so remind me a little of your mother. If I go too far overboard, you will tell me?" Maybe I will, and maybe I won't," she flirted back to me."Let's take my Porsche, why don't we?" I said putting my arm out for her.She took it and I walked her to the car, opening the door for her. I got in and took off."Where are we going, William?" she asked."Somewhere I can show you off, Sami.