He wanted to touch my tits and I wanted to suck his dick.What does that have to do with this? Simple, it's not always about what you expect. It's abou... more than that. Sometimes your expectations are met, sometimes they're missed. Sometimes you are in control and sometimes you're controlled.In the end, isn't it all about pleasure? How much pleasure do you get in a day? Me? I prefer as much as possible, all I can get.That's why I'm a pet. I don't know if that first experience in the back of. "Okay, good night." The next couple of weeks were pretty normal, Mark came over a couple of times and we had our fun but always in my bedroom. That first time I made him go down on me until I had cum twice, and then we did it doggy style in my creaky bed. When we came out Kate was in the small kitchenette with a conspiratorial grin on her face. Mark said hello and then left rather quickly. As soon as he was out the door Alicia began to giggle. "What's so funny?" I asked with a smile. "That's. Uncle Mark swung his legs off the bed and stood, his cock was now inches from my face. I could feel heat radiating off his body and his cock bounced up and down while it throbbed right in front of my face. I only vaguely remembered the feel of his hands on the back of my head as I lowered my mouth to his openly exposed penis. I took it into my mouth as far back as I could without choking. That was only about half of it but he didn’t seem to mind at all. Uncle Mark began thrusting in and out of. Distant somehow.’ He sighed. ‘It’s not because I’m having an affair. It’s because I’m tired and I’m stressed. You know how much my boss piles on me. I can’t handle things as it is, and he piles more on me.’ ‘Then ask him to give you some help.’ ‘I did.’ ‘And?’ ‘The perfume you smell? It’s my new assistant’s.’ Heading toward the en suite bathroom, he began unbuttoning his shirt. ‘I need a shower.’ She scoffed, knowing he’d essentially blocked out any further conversation. Turning toward the.