" "I'll be on my knees at the door when you walk in, yank your pants down and blow you until you cum!" Ten minutes later, after a lot of hysterically ...aughing on my part, I receive, "Damn it Cara, that text made me knock over a pallet of soda!" More laughing from me and then this came, "Fuck this shit, I'm leaving work, be there in ten." Five minutes later, naked and patiently waiting on my knees, my apartment door flies open. I look up at him, smile and say, "What happened to ten minutes?" "I. Warm . As I pushed into her I felt her wet juices begin to ooze over my cock . Flooding over it . A river . I pushe d . Deeper and deeper . Consumed - eaten alive by the hot liquid inside her . And I'm in .I start thrusting myself on her . Pushing her . Moving the couch across the living room ."Oh yeah Daddy ! More! More ! Fuck my like that ."I pushed harder . Harder ."Fuck me like you fuck Mommy!"Harder . Again . Again . I grabbed hold of her pigtails and arched her head back - pushing her. Slowly, she climbed above him, one leg on each chair, bringing her crotch right into his face. He could feel the heat coming from her, and the smell of her juices were filling his nose and starting to get him aroused.“Did I say you could put your tongue back in?” Gabrielle asked. Dave snapped his head up, meeting the glare coming from his captor. “Get that tongue back out.” Dave immediately obeyed. “Good. Now, I want to see if you run that tongue round a pussy as well as you did last. ."She cuts me off. "SHHHH, little one." She lays one hand on my head. "Shhhh. Stay where you were. Where you were..."And I'm back as a slave once again, but with tears in my eyes now. Charlotte pushes my head gently down and I resume: kissing licking, rubbing my lips against her feet."Now, that's good Fifty. Doesn't that seem good to you?"And it does seem good. Appropriate. Safe. Correct. I'm always happy here, caring for my Mistresses. It's funny. I have no problem with this; crouching at the.