Her heart leapt. She looked up at him. “Hello,” she said as she smiled unintentionally.“Hello, there,” the man answered then he turned and fin...shed checking in. Angel did as well. When finished, they both headed for the door at the same time.“I’m sorry for staring back there,” Daddy stammered. “It’s just, it’s just you have the most beautiful eyes I’ve ever seen.”Feeling the blush flash over her face, she replied. “Well, thank you, you’re so kind.”“I’m Lou,” Daddy said. “All my friends call. "Emily dear." That was the first time he'd used a term of endearment to me although I'd guessed from the times in his bed, that he'd more than master/servant feelings for me. "Emily dear, please sit quietly and listen to what I have to tell you." His voice tone and expression filled me with apprehension. Was he going to send me back? "Firstly, I am not the wealthy man you believe I am. I have an income but that is barely enough to keep me and it is only when I am able to sell a painting that. She released the bra and they fell into his waiting hands. With his thumb and forefinger he squeezed her nipples. As they hardened under his touch, soft moans escaped her and he saw her legs to widen more. Then his hands fell behind her to cup her ass to pull her body closer, as the tip of his tongue began to trace those glistening lips. He felt her muscles to tighten, she thrust herself to meet his tongue. He did not enter, only held her hips still as he teased her cunt with his tongue. He. Brooke had time to kill but waiting back in the service area teasing the men there wasn’t the kind of fun she really wanted and she had an idea that might just work for her. ‘Could you show me some cars Miss? Brooke asked innocently. That was just for the benefit of anyone within earshot of the two women, the eyes of most of the salesmen were focused in the direction of the two young women. ‘What?’ Marisa replied with a questioning look on her face. ‘Can you show me some cars?’ Brooke repeated.