She gave her father an amazing blow-job from the sounds of it, yet that was it. He had been avoiding her for awhile and she starts doubting herself. S...e suddenly felt a wet sensation between her legs. She laid back on her bed and took off her lime green booty shorts and felt her pussy. Had thinking about her father made her wet again? She began massaging her clit gently as she took her other hand and massaged her left breast. "Mmmm.." She moaned as she lightly squeezed her nipple between her. She peeled the blouse off and lent to kiss the scarred skin, her fingernails gently tracing the scar’s outline.“It’s ours, not yours.” She untied the scarf from her neck and tied it around my eyes and, still standing in her sitting room she undressed me until I was bare, then led me, blind and willing to her bedroom. She guided me, her hand holding my good arm, and led me to her bed. The sheet was cold against my naked back but I soon forgot that when her mouth covered my cunt, her tongue. .but for now be content," he soothed.I knew he would, and that made me all the more dependent on him. Ineeded him to teach me to take the whole length. So that I could takethe whole of his monster cock and pleasure him fully. My only desire nowwas to pleasure him. This was not a new feeling nor a hidden one, Ialways reveled in giving pleasure over receiving...and had all my life,perhaps that was part of my submissive physique? Slowly I pleasured thetop half of his cock whilst stroking the lower. She had the kind of timelessly classic beauty that you rarely see. Robert introduced himself and she responded, "My name is Emma...Emma Kirsch" Robert asked what she was doing in The States and Emma responded that she was a actress trying to find some parts and that she moved to LA on a whim. After only a few minutes Robert and Emma decided to take it to a more quiet restaurant. Emma suggested an old Italian joint she claimed had the best Manicotti in town. Throughout the meal, Robert found.