Butterfly kisses down to the nape of my neck as I turned away from him slightly. We were spooning. His lips brushed against my neck and shoulders. His...semi-hard dick rubbed the cheeks of my bottom.His hand moved down to my cock. I felt it stirring. He was bringing me to another erection. His hand went around my stiffening shaft. He sat up onto one elbow so he could watch himself stroking me. I rolled back onto my back and he began to jerk me off while he kept on with his sweet complimentsI lay. Where will we go?Probably somewhere in or near the Black Forest. That’s where my ancestors came from and I know the area very well.Is that where Mom did her walkabout?That was closer to Munich, wasn’t it, Dear?Yes. We can go there, but there is no special reason to stay there.I want to see the exact route you walked and the bar you were in. I want to be able to imagine myself in your shoes. I’m already wet, just thinking about it. Can I sit on your lap again, Daddy?Since you’ve already told us. " I looked into his eyes, unsure if this pleased him or not. "What SHOULD my slave's mouth taste like," he asked me. "Your cum, Master," I said. “CORRECT," he said. "I will make sure you go to bed with my taste in your mouth, slut. Go thank Miss Sylvia for punishing you and hurry up. You have wasted enough of my time today." "Yes, Sir," I said and grabbed a clean towel from the cupboard. Mistress Sylvia had slipped away and was finishing her shower. I waited for her to finish with my eyes on my. He’d taken off his shirt and as we kissed again and he eagerly squeezed my ass, I knew exactly what I wanted to do. Give him a blowjob he’d never forget. He cupped my erection through my panties and I could tell he was eager to explore and be explored. I knelt down and slowly took him out. When I did it was a pleasant surprise. He was rock hard, nicely groomed and clean and looked delicious. It was easy to lick his shaft and then take his lovely throbbing dick into my lips, sucking gently. He.