In the bar, she told Alan of the way the woman had briefly allowed the top of her tongue to protrude between her lips. ‘She would do it, I know, but...the trouble is the little bald man.’Trish could not have been more wrong. A few moments later, the couple came into the bar and, having seated his companion at a table facing Trish, the man walked over to them and said something in Hungarian. It seemed that he had anticipated not being understood. Instead, he took his hotel key card fromhis pocket. Her pussy was dripping wet. Made her pussy ready to be penetrated. I always wanted this, making her feel good and waiting for the fruit to get ripe. I made her ask me to fuck her.Me: Are you ready, sis?Yasika: Yes, of course.Me: Close your eyes and feel it, sis. I am going to fuck you.She closed her eyes. I removed my finger and placed my dick over pussy, and started rubbing.Me: It’s going to hurt, but I will be slow.Yasika: Don’t worry, just do it.I slowly inserted the tip of my dick inside. But still... that's a big step. Let's take it slow and mark that as one possible outcome, shall we?", I said and put a hand on his shoulder."Right... I am very glad you don't flat out reject the idea.", said Tony relieved."Your leather-clad ass intrigues me way too much for that, Tone.", I answered him.As we spoke more that afternoon we got more and more used to the ideas we floated around. Getting deeper and deeper in love with each other. And despite our differences, we found even more common. “Ceres, go clean up your room,” he yelled as he walked to the car. Ceres got out. I stood there. “But Master, it’s clean and Liya is taking me to the park. Remember, we asked last night and you said we could go. You promised Mas……” She didn’t even finish her sentence before Master slapped her across the face hard, knocking her to the ground. I ran to her. “Ceres. Are you alright?” I helped her up. “Go do as you’re told, okay?” I said. “Yes Liya. I’m sorry,.