"Did Master want to remain in the hall or would he prefer to go somewhere else?" I started to remove my shoes, she stopped me. "Master, please allow m...." I watched and she dropped to her knees and removed my shoes, then my socks. She began to kiss my feet. She stood up looked me in the eyes and asked' "Would Master like to relax in the living room.?" "Yes Master would." She took me by the hand and lead my to the couch. I sat down and she crawled up beside me and placed her had in my lap. She. I don’t want to push things farther than she wants to go. There is no need to worry about that. When she breaks the kiss to take a breath, she removes her shirt. Fourteen years old and already a C cup. Her tits are perfect.Sometimes I wish I had an average brain. Part of me sees perfection. Part of me sees her tits will continue to grow and will become ugly, sagging down to her knees. For now, I try to bask in her beauty.During our next kiss, I let my hands wander a little more. This time my. But then vodka started doing its magic. She was drunk in just two small packs. She broke out of her shy nature and started talking openly. She was upset with the fact that she was getting married soon and didn’t get chance to explore her life. I saw an opportunity to get close to her and sat next to her. She leaned on my shoulders and kept talking. I brushed her hand. I was really enjoying my time. She said that she loves talking to me as I listen to her sic and watch and showing her the things. Her hands groped every inch of his fine body that she could reach, and as quickly as she could get to it, she pulled his cock out of his boxers, thrilled with its size and hardness. Ryan straddled her face and let her suck his grateful cock for several minutes, and then removed his boxers and slammed his cock into her pussy with gusto.He fucked her HARD. It had been a long, atypical day for him, dressed in a suit in meetings all day, and he was still angry and upset about what had happened to.