We kept up the small talk, then went through some Stella Artois - she really likes her drink, and as I was to learn, gets really horny when she’s ha... a few! After an hour of this, I was getting turned on so invited her over to my lap for some serious snagging. I ran my hands over her body as she felt me getting aroused, and I finally said “I just HAVE to feel these tits!””I thought you’d never ask,” she smiled, and we moved inside. We started in my guest room, with a high bed just right for me. ^=We beat the morning crew by an hour and, except for Martha messing about in the bakery, we had the kitchen to ourselves, at least for the time being. Sheila did the eggs while I busied myself burning toast and brewing a new batch of breakfast blend from Colombia.Our breakfast banter was as scrambled as our conversation as we nibbled and pecked at one topic after another like free-range chickens. It was hard to eat with a mouthful of words, but we managed."Thank you, Boss, that was delicious.". ..I am, don't worry," he replied unconvincingly."No, you're not, Donte. Tell me what's wrong. Look at me!" Fahima demanded, she was getting more and more worried.Donte looked at Fahima with misty eyes, she could see that he was desperately determined to hold the floodgates closed. Seeing him like this hurt Fahima deeply. She took his giant black hands in hers and squeezed them, hoping that it would help him open up."I told my wife that I wanted to convert to Islam and become a Muslim. I. I always get an allowance. I use his credit card to by all kinds of fun sissy, fetish or fun things online. A week before we chatted about ordering a couple of high priced items. Since I was already online and shopping, I bought them too.So just two weeks ago daddy picks me up for the weekend. He seemed off, he wouldn't say about what. It's an easy going evening and stay up watching TV. I'm always up earlier. It gives me the chance to shower and present him with another nudist loving look. I.