Suzanne folds her legs up till her knees are near her shoulders, like my excited wife does when she’s frantic for me to enter her. My daughter’s f...ngers, lips and tongue pleasure Suzanne’s pussy. Even from the door I can see my daughter’s cunt fur peeping below her bum cheeks, and Suzanne’s vagina’s swollen and juice sodden with her labia peeping out with arousal. My daughter’s fingers smoothly and rhythmically stroke Suzanne’s vagina lips, getting her squirming and crying out with sex. Tyler, while this hasn’t been one of our most romantic conversations, I enjoyed it. I want to let you know that I don’t think that I’m falling in love with you any longer.”“Don’t get cute with me young lady,” Tyler said with a grin. “We both knew that we could only fall for so long. The ‘falling’ is over for me too. Now we get to start building on the love that we landed in.”Katie’s smile was as radiant as Tyler had ever seen it, and he wished that he was with her in person to see if the air. Lillian also went on to describe the different varieties she enjoyed with her friends, and what surprised me in a way was how matter of fact she was describing her experiences. Here was a lady, and I felt very much a lady, slim, attractive and much admired by her many friends. She was talking as if what she did was nothing out of the ordinary, that she thought everyone should enjoy it. Of course the talking about it had renewed some warm fussy feelings, and Catherine and I got up and strapped. The name is Mika Adewale. A six-foot-tall, athletic and muscular, short-haired and dark-skinned Nigerian woman living in the city of Ottawa, Province of Ontario. I have a thing for sexually submissive Black men. And I don't really hide it. It's put me at odds with some of my friends and colleagues at the University of Ottawa, where I teach business administration but I don't care. Not really. I just live my life the way I want it. Oh by the way, I am also a whip-smart African Dominatrix. Don't.