I will!"Clementine laughed gently."Well. here in England, women don't fight over other women. At least I hope not!"She thought about this conversation...while Viola was away at work. Would she lose her one day in the same way as she had won her? Would she be obliged to defend her right to this submissive and captivating blonde with her tender smile and sweet adorable body? After the battering she had endured, whose effects had still not worn off, she wasn't sure she fancied ten challenges a year. Licking slowly up from her pussy to her clit in long strokes I tasted her juice, and the faint trace of my cock. And then, for the first time, I tasted my own cum. Mixed with her sweat, a rivulet had run down between her legs onto the lip of her pussy. Not much, but distinctive. Slightly bitter but not totally unpleasant. A stronger taste that I might have expected had I given it any thought. I kept licking her, neither avoiding the cum nor seeking it out, but getting harder and harder. I'd. He knew he was in love with her but after that phone call he loved her as if his life depended on it. So now with her in his arms crying he wanted to let her know he wasn’t going anywhere, he was right there with her and he wasn’t going to leave. He felt her tears just as he felt them last night but tonight they weren’t keeping him out, they were allowing him in. Nick stroked her hair and held her until he felt no more tears falling onto his chest and then he leaned back to look at her. Julie’s. There will be further instructions once you get to the suite... your call. Your stomach starts to do a few cartwheels of anxiousness, anticipation, and nervousness. The fantasy part of this has been fun, but this would make things different. However, after a few minutes, you say, “Fuck it. I’m doing it.” The next two days seem to take forever. Thursday early evening finally arrives, and you think about what you should wear for your first ‘meeting’ with me. Because you have been told to keep.