I move closer to you. I straddle your lap. Your hands reach for me. “No don’t touch me” I tell you. You look at me worried, “why.” But I ign...re you. I run my fingers through your hair, your head leans into my hand and you moan. I grab your hair and tug lightly. My mouth covers your lips, I lightly bite your bottom lip. You groan. I reach for the scarf I have hidden behind my back. I use the scarf as a blindfold for you. “Can you see?” I ask. You simply whisper “no”. I grab your hand and pull. Pausing, she unzipped her skirt and dropped it to the carpet. She rolled her panties down almost to her knees and spreading her white thighs, opened the lips of her pussy with the fingers of one hand and rolled the swollen knob of her clit with the fingers of her other hand. "Watch me, Daddy! Watch me jerk my pussy off!" She whined. His hand stroked the swollen head of his pulsing cock in rhythm with her fingers. "You'd like to suck my slimy pussy, wouldn't you?" She waited, her fingers. Everything was decorated in dark wood, and masculine greens, blues and greys. With the wait staff Lucien had provided, it almost felt like a turn of the century Gentlemen’s club.I was immediately drawn into a game of poker, and served a tumbler of brandy. I barely registered the number of times my drink was replenished as the night wore on. I was initially on a winning streak, but then the winds of fortune turned against me, and I began losing, heavily. I had lost all my winnings and maxed out. Itook off my shirt and stood there in my boxer shorts and socks.Alice unfastened the zip of a dress and held it open for me to step into.I put my arms in the sleeves and she fastened the back zip. The dress wasdark blue with a lightly elasticated waist and a short flared skirt. "Itseems to fit you all right," she said. "It's a shorter skirt than I wouldchoose these days, but it will be OK to wear round the house. What do youthink, Mum?" My mother-in-law pointed out that the bodice was a.