I pull back but you suck harder. You grab my ass with both hands and force me to fuck your mouth. The sight of your tits bouncing keeps me rock hard b...ut I can see my precum glistening on your lips with every stroke in and out of your mouth. You release a hand from my ass and begin to strum your clit. I feel your tongue working feverishly up and down my penis. Now you have three fingers inside yourself and you withdraw them slowly from your wetness. "Let me taste them" I plead.Willingly,. It will help me think clearer,” I said as I smiled at her.She did as I told her and then said, “I never get tired of doing this for you, Master. I do so love your cock and how it feels getting hard in my hands.” She then leaned down and kissed the tip as she continued stroking me slowly.“Mmmm, that feels so good, Kitten. Your hands are so soft and you have a firm grip on it. But I would really love to be inside your mouth.”Jackie looked up at me and smiled as she said, “Master, I had already. ." the computer droned.Then the computers screen flashed, and went dark. It soon came back up showing my elder self, as I remembered him when he showed up in Alaska."Ok. This is an important note to you. I have discovered that my going back into time has undisturbed history as it normally happened. Even a little change can produce some strange results."The best case I can site is from 2020. I am still not sure what happened, but I saved someone who was working for me. In this time line, he. That wouldn’t be the case this time.I started my search for Emily Morton — Emmy — in the usual way. Shoe leather. Knocking on doors. Getting off my butt and doing something. Because it was Sunset Hill, the police had canvased the neighborhood the same day that Beryl Thatcher filed the missing person’s report on behalf of the Mortons.I was retracing law enforcement steps, but it had to be done. In addition, I’d widen the perimeter. Search a larger area, talk to more people.I had my Winter.