What was I thinking about when I fondled Brooke’s tits? And that kiss! Do I feel guilty? Or embarrassed? Or disgusted with myself? I reflect for a m...ment before deciding that I can truthfully answer ‘no’ to those questions. Which pleases me while at the same time it scares me. I clearly don’t know myself as well as I thought.“If you are ready, Lady, we can tour the member’s accommodation,” says Brooke.“Yes. Let’s do that,” I reply, taking the opportunity to break away from my disturbing. When she had calmed down from her fright, I sent her to wash her face and reflected on what a shitty deal these young models faced to succeed.I had noticed her during the shoot and admired the poise with which she held herself. She was tall and long-legged. Her face was faultless; large blue eyes, sensuous lips, and a smile which warmed my heart. Her figure was lithe, and she had the perfect model’s body.When she got back from refreshing herself, she sat across from me with a look of shame on. In that cabi But it’s an impossible task. Rick has started asking questions. He dropped a plate last night and I screamed out loud. It was the sound that got me, it was just like a whip being cracked. I thought I’d turn around and there he’d be, standing right behind me. Holding the whi I don’t know what to do. I wish My daughter seems to be doing a better job of forgetting than I am. God bless her. I wish I knew how she did it… ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~. Her tongue flicked the tip, and it jerked in response. I grabbed the back of her head and thrust forward as she opened wide and gently let it pass between her lips.Steffany gave the best blowjobs I’ll ever have. Some girls thing that “sucking” is what works, and they are wrong. Steff knew that just the moisture and warmth of her mouth combined with the slightest friction provided by her lips would drive me over the edge, and it did. My head swims with lust. I used to get pissed off if I went.