I wrote you a letter, will you ever reply? I wanted you to tell me if you’d love me – might you? Typing words is easy, but when we meet, will we t...lk – or, naked, will we make love until the sun is up again? I wanted so much for you to tell me that you would… and how, dear EmmaP, how might it be? I will imagine. EmmaP for Princess… Let me kiss you. Yes: More beautiful than a summer’s day. Just like that poet said – he never knew you, but his thoughts are mine of you. I fill myself with the. ’ ‘To a fault, my dear, to a fault.’ ‘I think we might get along all right, Roger. As long as you realize I know what you are up to, and I will not be easily swayed,’ she grinned slyly. ‘I love an equal contest. Swords or pistols, my dear?’ ‘Swords, I think. Women are always better with sharp things, don’t you think?’ ‘Yes, indeed. Sharp wit and sharp tongue among them,’ he smiled. The Seduction: ‘Tell me about your late husband, Bea,’ Roger asked as they strolled across the grounds toward the. Taís avoided my erect nipples which were practically aching for attention. She continued her relentless teasing before swirling her wet tongue around the sensitive nub.“Ahhhh yes,” I cried out. Her cruel mouth sucked and nibbled on them, using her thumb and forefinger as well. My tiny body squirmed under Taís’s thick frame. My nipples were all tingly and red before she was finished.I laid back for a minute, catching my breath. My eyes closed as she gently rubbed me down. It was a nice break. It hurt badly, but when I came all over his face, it sort of gave me away. His hands kept massaging and squeezing as his tongue kept lapping up my own come. I hadn’t realized he had taken one of his hands away just to insert two work worn fingers up into me with a slow delicacy feeling his way around, savoring every touch of his daughter writhing beneath him. My body was in pure ecstasy as I opened my eyes to look down at Daddy’s head between my legs. He looked up at me and gave me the most.