I did love her but she needed some tough love which she had just gotten. Jim took a couple more pictures of her and then told her “we are going to...leave now. We have the phone set up so we can listen to you. We will be able to hear everything you do. I want you to count to two hundred and then you can take your blindfold off and get cleaned up. We will call again when we are ready to do you again. Oh, next time wear something sexy. Start counting”. Jim, Mary and I went out the back door. The same with photos – starting with a full wide open shot of a pussy sends the wrong sort of message. Well anyway, this lady was much more restrained in text and photos which I appreciated. After some exchanges we agreed to a preliminary meeting one Friday evening for a drink and a chat to see how we got on in the flesh, so to speak!When I got to the café there was no sight of her so I got a coffee at a table outside and waited. Not much later she arrived and I recognised her as she looked. I was also convinced to dad that we continued it. As mom was always in bed, we fucked all corners of the house, without mom’s knowledge. After mom’s death, dad fucked me so much that I couldn’t live without fuck at least once in a day. When dad had trips for 4 to 5 days I seduced the servants around. I was even fucked with many guys like a watchman, autowala, milkman, strangers. Dad knows everything about my fucks, except relation with your dad. I was convinced with all the story she said, as I. " He gasps as she massages him, his tail twitching. He nibbles her ear, making her drop his tail in surprise, and he slowly wraps it around her leg. He leans down, and softly licks her neck, his tongue giving her a wonderful tingling sensation. "My tail is yours to do with as you will..." he says. "As are my arms... my hands... all of me..."She gasp, her breath caught in her throat from the sensation on her neck. "All of you? What should I do with you then?"His eyes close, and he breathes in.