Laying down next to me, spent, Mr. Beechem pulled me close to him, holding me in his arms. I felt safe there. Good. He stroked my hair and I felt like...I belonged there with him, as if it was the most natural thing in the world, that I had found where I needed to be.Mr. Beechem put my mouth onto his nipples and allowed me to feel them get hard under my tongue. It wasn't long until I could see that his penis was stirring again. "Now, show me how well you can use that mouth," he said. I didn't. She walked into her bathroom and stepped in the shower. She washed herself down with warm water, making sure to soap every inch of her beautiful body. She had a plan, and she was sure it would work.She stepped out the shower and dried herself off. She carefully put on the burgundy with black lace trim lingerie she had got that day. She had told Daniel that she wanted to feel like a mature adult, so there had been no cotton panties for her, only lace and silk. Putting them on, made her feel. “I’m sorry? what?” “Good morning George” said Kristoff halting within arms reach and flashing an easy smile. “I think you and I need to have a chat, somewhere private. It’s about your recent visit to Vegas.” He explained to George’s shocked expression. The guy looked somehow familiar, appropriately dressed in business suit similar to George’s own attire. The mention of Vegas had made his heart lurch into his throat and his mind frantically replayed all the faces he’d encountered over the last. Daisy once again scrolled down and then she found some footage that took her fancy. An older married couple of about sixty and a younger woman in her late thirties similar to Daisy. The husband was wearing a suit and the wife had a short black dress on, the girl who was the neighbour had shorts and a tight t shirt on. The wife and girl were sitting together but you could tell they were flirting with eachother, the husband was sitting quietly in the corner. The wife then kissed the girl on the.