I gushed of the thought that i would wear my cam outfit to work and then even take pictures there. I can't, that was the first thought in my head, i'l... get caught for sure. How can i say no to him, he'll lose interest in me for sure. Before i could think of what to write, he said he now has to go and at 2pm there should be a pic of me uploaded to my profile tomorrow. And next thing, he's offline. Fuck, what did i promice and to who? I'm not doing that! Turned on and looking at my toy's on the. "It's a little after 3 pm." Shit." I mumbled. "I guess I was more tired than I thought." I said, still wanting to slip back into the warm embrace of sleep."Do you want to go back to bed, Daddy?" She said softly, stroking my hair as she placed kisses on my arm."No." I grumbled, rolling over onto my back offering a place for Melanie to snuggle into under my arm. "But let me hold you for a bit, first." Mmmm, I've missed this so much." She sighed, as she pulled herself tightly against me, buring. She saw me and smiled and asked me if i didn’t want to get dressed. I told her its too hot and i wanted to chill off and that i will wear it after having my tea also that i had to go to the first floor to get dressed and i was a little bit lazy. She smiled and turned back and prepared my tea. That free long hair and her tight butt with the panty lines and the swaying hips all made me arouse. I went near her from behind and peeked into the stove acting as if i was watching her preparing tea. As. Petra nodded her approval. “Forty-Fifteen,” she announced finally. “You’ve got her at breakpoint, what now big boy?”What now indeed? Thought Richard.After prising Melissa’s hands away from his head he struggled upwards and pointed his cock at the juicy succulent cunt that gaped wide open. He thrust forward, his cock on autopilot; a self-guided missile seeking out wet pussy, but the sudden movement of Melissa twisting her body sent him off to one side. Melissa pushed Richard over as he landed on.