Still, I found myself slowly putting the ring on. Despite looking too small, it seemed to fit easily onto my finger. It didn't look too bad on me, tho...gh I usually never wore rings. They just seemed to get in the way. As I went to take the ring off, something strange happened.The ring wouldn't budge, and it felt warm. I tried pulling harder, but the ring only seemed to get tighter on my finger and warmer until it became hot to touch. "Oww, fuck!" Quickly, I ran over to the kitchen sink and ran. But she made no effort to slow down, allowing her slave to keep up the tempo. "Ahhh.....faster you bitch. Lick like your life depends upon it." She could not be sure that the girl, with her head trapped between her Ria's thighs, heard her correctly, but Ria made no effort to change anything, apart from grabbing her hair with both hands and pushing her head further into her pussy, till she was sure the girl could harldy breathe. But the slave knew better than to pause, going harder and faster,. So back to ma job i asked shall we start she said ok and asked me weather can you do it in the hall by keeping a mat down i said ok ,she laid down by removing her nighty and she was wearing a skirt below i had a chance to see her boobs was like a rock ready to tear a bra and fall, but immediately she covered with a towel and laid down.So i started to do my job but this time my hand was shivering and my dick was standing like a rock , i was in control that something wrong shuld not happen which. On Sundays when I would have called her I found myself picking up the phone before correcting myself. I found myself thinking about Penny. She'd spent so much time with mum before she died, she must be feeling pretty empty. Once or twice I was tempted to ring her but always changed my mind. When I called Phoebe I always asked after her."She's lonely dad, but she's OK" was all that she would say.That Christmas I travelled down to Kent. As usual, I travelled a couple of days before the holiday. I.