I turned at the bottom and said. ‘I’ll call when I’m ready for bed.’ I’m pretty sure that he had been watching me the whole time. ‘Just go...you little exhibitionist!’ He chuckled. I turned and gave my best little fanny wiggle. Then ran up the stairs. I rushed into my room and threw my clothes on the bed. I felt like I was walking on air. I stood in front of my mirror, looking at myself from every angle. I tried my best to see myself as he did. I didn’t hate my body, but like all girls, I have. There was no reference for him,all of his toys had been completely unused, and he had never known any activityin the lifestyle he longed for. ?Ms March,? He hesitated. The statement had been in his head for weeks. But would notcome out easily. ?Christine, I want you to have dinner with me.? She was now stunned. It hung on her for a minute. ?S?Sir, I'm not sure that would be appropriate.? ?I want to thank you, and can think of no better way than to do so personally.? He chose that moment to run. Go for it, I know you want it, and he was right, of course. So I went down on him and he started groaning and thrusting his huge dick into my very skilled mouth. He said he was really close to cumming, and he asked me if we could make it last at least few minutes. I told him I could make it last as long as he wanted. Then I cupped his bulging balls in my hand and went down on him again and he almost started to cum right away so I backed off and said relax stud.... just relax a little and let me. She deeply sucked my tool making those lips smacking, slurping noises. God, I couldn’t hold back for much longer and flooded her mouth with my cum firing in continuous threads. She heartily drank my cum bits of it leaking down the sides of her mouth dripping onto her breasts.She slowly pulled her mouth away from my limp tool, threads of cum dripping from her lips.Mmmmmm! she said smiling you taste nice. With that she disappeared in the next room.Again feeling disappointed but quite satisfied, I.