I pressed my face into Mr. Keller’s lower stomach and pulled the robe material close so I could shield my face. “Oh, you don’t need to be embar...assed Honey. Kenny and I watched your videos for hours last night. Didn’t we baby?” Kayla asked. “Kayla, ten minutes. We need ten minutes and then you two and go shopping,” Mr. Keller smiled. “Baby, it has never been ‘only’ ten minutes with you. I believe it was something like four hours last night. I’ll tell the pilot that we’ll be a little late,”. Looking over his notes from the previous week, Curt remembered that the agency was hoping for some emergency liquidity to help keep it in business while the economy was slow. He had about a half hour to get ready.Instead of preparing for the 9:00 AM appointment, Curt merely stared at the confusing mountain of revenue reports and loan forms that sat on his desk. No matter how hard he tried, Curt couldn't focus on them for any length of time. His mind kept returning to his fantasy woman and his. Then I would have wanted escape, now I only want dick, lots of it. You have been an exceptionally good slut and I dont think we need these anymore. With the ropes gone, Its time for the real fun to begin. Once my hands and wrists are untied, I have to wiggle a bit to get the blood flowing again, but within moments strong hands lift me from the table and help me to my feet. With help, I walk a few feet before someone tells me to get on my knees. Expecting rough concrete when my knees land on a. I did the same with thecarrots. They would be ready to be quickly heated when Daddy came home.I retreated to my bedroom and lay on my bed. I hugged my pillow andimagined it was a boy, dazzled by my beauty and seduced by my femininewiles. I kissed the pillow and imagined the boy was kissing me, holdingme, caressing me. My hands found my tender, silky thighs and then mymore private places."Oh, yes!" I gasped aloud. "Touch me there!"Every time I felt my little nub through the satin and nylon, I.