It was sopping wet and waiting to be taken. I withdrew my hard shaft from her mouth and laid her gently on her back before me. What an amazing...sight! She was so much more beautiful lying there than I had ever imagined she was. Her legs were pulled up and as I placed my knees between them they parted so I had full access to her moist waiting lips. She shuddered with anticipation as I placed the head of my cock against her. Her hands reached down and pulled her lips aside to give me. Zooming in closer, I could see that those cut areas were actually fences, one inside the other. There were four of them. The last one was strange-looking. It was smooth wire on slanted wooden poles. The house itself was blurred out with a little message that said, “Restricted Area, do not enter. Lethal force authorized.” That was all left over from when the government owned it... I think. Mistress said that some really powerful people were members.Like I said, I found out all of that later.. “Emma do you think you can continue with another lesson? Then we will get something to eat.”Emma just nods her head in return. Everything that has happened to her since she entered his door eighteen hours ago is mind-blowing to her. She is loving all of it and doesn’t care about food, or anything else. Just how she can pleasure her Donald and the feel of his touch on her.Every time he kisses her shivers run up and down her spine. Every touch makes her tingle all over. No, she does not. I suppose holding the Cello there reminds me of my friends, it has become my lover, and sometimes I wish it had a penis, so I could mate properly with it, when I perform on stage in front of hundreds, after all, I never wear knickers, sitting in my white lacy frock, with my legs open wide, it's a girls fantasy, to let men look up my skirt, well the ones sitting in the front row, I am sure they appreciate to see my smooth fanny, curve under my bum, I know the thought thrills me that they.