I'm stuck with a giant bulge in my wool trousers. You walked toward me, heels clicking loudly on the wooden floor, as if to announce that you were my...master, and that I was powerless in face of your seductive performance. You held out your hand and I took the controller into my palm. Such a tiny controller, and tonight, I'm going to drive you to the edges of human endurance. Whatever powerlessness I felt earlier was gone now. With the controller in my hand, I took a step closer to you, and. · I put my hand between us and felt him and moved his cock to me holding the base of it as the rest penetrated me.· My arms moved to his back and buttocks they were wet, slippy and warm and we kissed. Until he came.· In the bedroom I found a hair dryer I sat on the edge of the bed drying my hair.· Brian lay on the bed watching me.· I pushed him on to his stomach and kissed and rubbed his back working from his shoulders down to his buttocks I kissed them and. "I'm? Like? Holding your? Your cock? Oohhh, Father? I'm rubbing it on my ... my ... oohhh, sir? I can't say it." You must, my child. We must get all of your thoughts out." MY CUNT, SIR! I'M RUBBING YOUR COCK ON MY CUNT!" the young innocent cried out as she pulled the tip of it hard against her throbbing clitoris. And then, embarrassed at saying it so loudly, she whimpered, "Oh, Father? I'm sorry. I didn't mean to ... like?.say it so loud ... but ... Like ... this makes me feel so ... oohhh,. Her hair fanned across his arm. He would occasionally reach for the right one to cop a feel there also. Caterina’s right hand was cupped under Ned’s softened semi-erection and she used her thumb pad to stroke under the cock’s crown. Her left hand was massaging her own clit. Lotion was close at hand for relubrication if needed. A redheaded money-honey showing lots of cleavage appeared on screen. Caterina felt Ned’s cock twitch. She supposed Ned was a ‘breast-man’ and knew this fetish was to her.