Ok we are back and the lessons have been learned. Or have they? we laid in bed sharing a moment only somebody with our kind of history can share. Fift...een to twenty minutes had passed. I ask her "What should we do now?" To which she replies, "Daddy I need to be fucked." Now you are probably thinking. "Is she serious? Is he serious?" I assure you she was as am I. This is a true story after all. A story she could verify should you care to ask. She tends to this forum and interacts more than I do.. The one downside to that day was that I was coming down with a nasty head cold, sinus infection, bronchitis – sort of thing, and knew it was not going to be fun. Other than the throat, nose, and head thing that Rebecca prescibed something that sounded like a "Z" pack, I felt on top of the world.That should have tipped me off, but it didn't.My morning briefings were perfunctory, with little to worry about. The middle-east would never be calm, but it was ... manageable ... for a change.. ”She finished hers and got up. Without a word took my hand and led me into the house to a large bedroom with the same view as the cabana. She opened and wardrobe, but instead of clothes it was filled with sex toys, it even had very expensive looking sex doll.“What would you like to begin with?” she said and let her thin top fall to the floor showing her body.“Wow, I have no idea. You know I don’t have any experience with this girl sex stuff. But I don’t like the look of that, those, and. I told her I want her to get on top and bounce on my dick. She got on top and started to go up and down first. Her pussy still wet from the tongue-lashing I gave it just minutes before. She is now moving faster just riding my dick. It felt so fucking good. My dick was ready to explode. You could hear the smack of the skin on skin as she rides my hard cock. She keeps going on my cock. Then all of a sudden she is moaning loud and she screams I’m cumming. She keeps riding and I can now feel the.