"And yes, those boyfriends when I was sixteen didn't do it for me, and I thought it was just because they were nerdy but it made sense when I met Rita...when I was seventeen. And then Tab at Uni. So I've always wanted to settle down with a girl, it's in my DNA." So it's my fault now. My genes that's made you ... one of those."Sarah looked at her mother, dabbing her eyes, and then back to her father. "One of those?" She thundered. "One of those? I s'pose then it's also your fault that I am a. His face beaded with sweat and she could tell he was making sure to hold back a little. But, at this point she didn’t care because he felt so good sliding in and out of her. She watched as his sinewy muscles flexed while he held his wait above her. She loved the way he looked, and she made sure to appreciate every inch of him. She could feel another orgasm rising with every pelvis thrust into her clit. He leaned in and kissed her neck and traced a line up to her earlobe where he gave a light. .we will loosenup your tongue soon enough. It will be getting plenty of strengthening andstretching exercises soon enough," Princess Dee said and then laughed ather own play on words. "Oh yes," she thought to herself, "we will beletting your tongue loose in all kinds of ways."Tom sat there clueless as to what Princess Dee was laughing at; but he knewthat whatever it was did not bode well for him."Anyway slave, before we get started let me say that I have checked in onyou using the camera. She smiles as she sips her wine staring deep into his brilliant blue eyes, made even brighter by his jet black hair. The waiter comes with two plates. One with a steak on it and the other with a perfectly cooked salmon. The waiter sets them down and leaves, the gaze of the lovers never broken. She starts to eat with the elegance of a lady. He watches her graceful movements before turning to his juicy thick steak. They both eat in what seems like unbreakable silence. The food disappearing.