.49...50," he said. On 50, he bit down on my clit, very hard, and I arched my back up into his mouth.He leaned up and said, "Very good. Once more, pet..." It was as if he was training me for something. I relaxed my throat and told myself as he begun to push inside me that I was just going to not let it get to me. I knew he was going to count over 50 and I knew that I could handle it if I would just remain calm. When he was finally inside me, I expected the number to increase significantly, but it. "Like this, daddy?" I whispered up to him, "if this how you want me?" Yesssss," he hissed staring into my eyes lustfully," that's perfect baby, suck daddy's dick, make daddy feel good, baby girl." He held my cheek in his hand as I took him in my mouth, over my tongue and down the back of my throat. I rubbed my own cock through my silk panties as I squatted there on the floor sucking him. Finally he took me by the hand and I stood up. He kissed me again on the lips and said, "The bed, let's. ” He passed out the plates efficiently, collecting the emptied dishes with an equal economy of motion. “And I’ll be back with your wine in a moment,” he said, collapsing the table once more and holding it under his arm, the plate of empty dishes in his hand. “Are you enjoying everything so far?”“It’s tremendous,” said Mr. White, giving a pleased smile that crinkled his eyes.Martin beamed. “Happy to hear it. Remember, if you need anything, don’t hesitate to press the button on the far side of. Showing us his lakefront view (it was most impressive) he served wine for Laurie and a joint for me. George started us off in a mellow mood. Laurie was sitting next to me on the couch, and George was sitting on the floor, on the other side of a coffee table. Soft blues were playing in the background as we made small talk. He was playing with a small kitten. "Want to pet her?" he asked Laurie. She put her wine glass down and moved forward, leaning over the coffee table in just the perfect way,.