As soon as the door shut behind her, his lips found hers. They were tender but experienced. A warmth that she had never experienced before rushed thro...gh her body. The only thought that ran through her head was, is this love?. As their lips were pressed together, and their tongues were exploring each others mouths, she could feel a smile spreading on her face. They broke apart from each other, breathless from such a perfect kiss. Without speaking a word, Samantha bit her lip and took Kevins. There was no understanding what was going on.Then, having given up, she looked at Betty again. Master had said that to be first girl, she had to feel it. She knew she couldn't do that until she finally got the upper hand with her, as Betty had so many times. She wanted to see Betty come crawling abjectly to her. She wanted to spank the little bitch for everyone's pleasure, Betty's as much as her and her Master's. But it had to be real. She had to do something that would catch her red handed so. She fancied Asian I had been told when arranging the booking so go online and find Gordon Ramsey has an Asian restaurant in Mayfair, since we blowing the budget booked it. Arrived with her falling out of the taxi, got her heel stuck through the silly dress, just as this guy in uniform steps out to hold the door for us, was that sort of posh place, she is giggling so much, oh didn’t mention she found from somewhere a joke top hat white with sparkles, so our arrival hardly inconspicuous, what did. The thought alone had me twitching and moaning and grinding my hips against the air. “You want me to fuck you from behind?” he repeated, gliding his fingers into my hair. “Yes Sir! Please Sir! Please please please please please,” I begged. “Have you been a good girl?” My face paled. No, I hadn’t. I let out a few moans when he told me to be quiet, and then there was that little stunt sucking his cock. “No Sir.” I looked down at the mattress, to ashamed to look my master in the eyes. “Look at.