I didn’t own her. I may have been fucking her but she was still her own person. “Of course I don’t,” I told her. “I don’t own you Amy. You...��re free to come and go as you please. I’m just lucky to have had what you have given me already.”“Awww, dad, that’s so nice,” she told me. “You do own me in a way anyway. I am yours. It’s just that Becky needs me once in a while and... ““You need her as well at times!”She laughed. “Yes. I need a woman’s touch sometime too.”“Well, you go and enjoy yourselves. Everything seemed so real - this girl, this room, thisconversation. I was contemplating the face of Julia and guessing somethings about her life. Mom was ill as she was before - I had no doubtswhen I heard how Peter mentioned her. Probably she was in the same stageof her sickness like was yesterday, but her children were younger - shewas far more independent when I was in age of Julia and as I could say, Iwas far more helpful older child than Peter was. It seemed that -similarly like me in real. Vandhana woke up with a groan and turned towards him. After a brief exchange of kisses, He caressed her body and amid her mumblings, Brought his hardened cock to her pussy, He teased her a bit by rubbing the top of his cock against her slit. That drew a low moan from Vandhana. He pushed himself into her in one thrust, while Vandhana arched towards him. He caught her now offered breast in his mouth suckling them, and with slow thrusts proceeded to fuck her.As he neared his peak, he could hear. Just as she was about to tighten her grip on him to delay the inevitable onrush, he lifted her head and asked, "It's my first visit to one of these soirées and I don't know the form. I gather I can have my wicked way with you, but am I permitted to take you off somewhere more private, or do we have to perform here?" As the Master wishes," she answered, then added daringly, "The Master may take me to his bedroom for the night if he wishes. All the Master needs to do is indicate this to one of.