She could understand why he called it his happy place. She knew no matter what happened the rest of the weekend, it would always be her ‘happy place...�� too. They unpacked quickly, grabbed a couple of beers and headed on the porch to watch the sun set over the water. He pulled her onto his lap and kissed her deeply, her insides stirred. She loved it. She loved his lips on hers, making her feel so desired, sexy and a little playful. And just like that she broke the kiss and took off running towards. Feeling shamefully aware of my sticky & still swollen erection I realised Mistress was also staring at my dick. Mistres instructed me to return to my small, bare room with just a mattress on the floor & no door - not to stop off in the bathroom to clean myself. my aching erection still straining against the heavy, silver ball ring I realised it wouldn't be removed anytime soon as Mistress turned & left.i had been in my tiny room, settled naked onto the bare mattress, for awhile. unable to sleep. .. " She drifted off."I felt my cock go into your throat when I came. I think that's what you felt. And my come going down your throat." Talking like this was making my cock stir again. Good, I thought, soon we go on to the next step."Yes," she said. After a moment she added "Your thing is so much bigger than Randy's -- my boyfriend's -- or Bill's. It was... different." You liked it, Annie." Ann." Yes. You did a good job, so it's Ann. I can see this is going to be a nice afternoon." I smiled at. I moved to hold her in my arms but was gently pushed away. "Not yet," she said, "you haven't opened your present. And Kasey," making sure she had my full attention, "it is bad manners not to say thank you don't you think?" "Thank you?" I stammered "Thank you, Miss Cindy," she admonished. "Thank you Miss Cindy. Its beautiful." I said weakly. I noticed the hand written tag hanging from the handle, "Love from Aunty Trixie xx" was all it said in the same perfect free flowing script. My numb fingers.