"I'm not Rich, Liz. The fact that you're an independent, successful woman is one of the reasons I fell in love with you. Besides which, you're going t... have to deal with me sitting here with my nose in law books." I can handle that." The other thing is, are you going to be able to handle me not being there?" Crash asked. "Nationals, well, I can pretty much always go to that, because of when it is. And I'm sure you really don't care much about some of the lesser competitions. But, OK, take the. I brought my travel bag, the one with the toys. She would feel them all. She had known from day one I was a Dom. She had known that while she sucked and coaxed the cum from my cock, the real fun would begin when I had her alone for hours. Not just a quick fuck or suck in a car while she temporarily escaped from mommyhood and her young kids. But a real session with my bindings and toys; a real session where her orgasms were mine to control and hers to beg for. A real session where all her. The memory of giving that sweet thing her first orgasm while the tip of my tongue lapped up her pussy’s juices and showing her how to give a good blowjob was still fresh in my mind. Unfortunately, lately she always seemed busy. I only saw her briefly whenever she came to visit Tif, or they were leaving to go somewhere together. As she passed through my house with Tiffany, I had noticed that Mit was dressing more and more provocatively. By modern American standards, she was still dressed rather. At one point I was showing her the hanger keychains I had hanging on the front mirror in my car when she suddenly shot her lips to my lips to a lip lock. We started kissing passionately and all hell broke loose. Our arms were wrapped together in a hot embrace. We were both feeling each other’s face, neck, head and back.After about 30 minutes sucking dry each other's saliva, she starting feeling my chest, her hand moving down to my abdominals. Never had I been so happy that about spending all.