(Which, coincidentally, was exactly how my cock now was.) The game had evidently turned turned from Truth to Dare.'Well maybe we'd best do something a...out that then', she said, and put the bottle back to her lips. This time she took a good, full gulp and swallowed without hesitation, then smacked her lips.'That's definitely better' she said, before taking another mouthful, then holding the bottle out towards me.'I'd best not hog it all' she said. 'You look pretty thirsty too.'Now I could. I began to feel uneasy and started rubbing my legs together in an attempt to better hide bare snatch. She giggled at my embarrassment, which made blush a little. After that little moment of playfulness she turned serious. “Ok then. What’s your name?” she asked. “Samantha Foxx.” I said. “Well Foxx, I’m your new master. You will refer to me as Madam. I’ll also accept Mistress.” she said. “Now come over here.” I hesitated a little bit and I discovered just what it was that Mr. Newchild gave her.. Long blonde hair, great boobs and legs. Friendly and bubbly but sultry and elegant at the same time. She had done some catalogue modelling, even made a dirty movie. When I met and we started going out she was dating four different guys. Now she was all mine, or so I thought…She had asked to see what I did for a living. I was an events organiser. I was running a huge party and needed someone to manage the guestlist. I offered her the job for the night. It was a shitty job out front while. ”As that discussion faded Michael asked, “Maria, has anyone heard from Hawk? My wife and I are enjoying the break together, but she says it feels funny making love to this face.”Brenda chuckled, and responded, “Michael, tell her I’ve no problem with making love with that face, but it’s the body it’s attached to that’s important. Anyway, Maria and I talked to him last night. His face was still pretty sore and swollen, but it was getting better. He’s hoping to get here this afternoon, and I’m.