Without her, I doubt if we could have landed the hovercar account." Good for you!" The reporter stroked her long red hair. "Did you like doing all tho...e businessmen?" Well, sometimes it kind of hurted," Becky answered seriously, "but that's okay," she perked, "'cause I'm a masoskist!" She's precious!" The reporter laughed and gave Becky's clit a friendly tickle. "You're going to have to come over and play in my dungeon sometime. Okay?" Okay!" Becky hopped up and down on the nice lady's flicking. Other times, it had refused, the many limbed embrace becoming a gentle, binding prelude to...No. Rachel shook those memories off. It is not that they were unpleasant per se. Far from it. The thing that haunted her had never harmed her. Quite the opposite. The things she had experienced under his - she believed it had to be a 'he' of some sort - attentions had been at turns thrilling and humbling, exiting and potentially maddening. But if she was embarrassed or ashamed at the feelings he evoked. She invited us in with no problems, walking us into the kitchen and pouring a cup of tea for Daddy. Her breasts were tiny in comparison to Mommy’s, but the handful they presented was more than enough for me. Her waist was thin, flaring out to a pair of hips that seemed inadequate for birthing a c***d or two. In many ways she seemed fragile enough to break in half if I was too rough, which only served to excite me more.When she noticed me staring at her, not seeming to realize my look was one of. After complementing each other, and ordering the meal, Julia put her hand gently on Eve’s and looked into her eyes.“Before we continue chatting, I have to tell you something I’ve always wanted to say”, began Julia, “Back in Library School, I had a big crush on you”.“Ohhh…Julia….so sweet. Actually I was pretty sure you had but you were graduating a year ahead of me. Then you left”, answered Eve blushing“I was going to make a move, then I met Fiona and within a few weeks we had plans for Europe”,.