.. why is she wearing her red 'fuck-me' heels in the kitchen?I also notice she is with a glass of my Maker's Mark rum in her right hand - one cube of ...ice and two cherries, just the way I like it- and the other is holding one of my Dominican cigars. I reach out to get them from her, giving thanks for the special treatment. Lace's eyes brightened as she gave a little curtsy. "You're welcome, Big Daddy.Do you need anything else?"I smirk impishly and say "Yes ... but when will dinner be done?"She. . and she gently ordered me “open, open baby”, and for the first time I took the tip of a penis in my mouth, running my tongue over the tender pink skin, exploring the fold underneath and the opening at the end and I was lost up in sucking the shaft as it swelled to full length and stiffness … my god I’m really doing this! Paula started fucking my mouth in slow small thrusts, and soon the most wonderful thing happened…. I tasted my first *oh-my-god-sweet* drop of pre-cum and I knew that all of. She made sure to stand sideways so I couldn't get even the smallest of glimpses. I was brought back from my daydream as she spoke again. "So daddy. Can I get some new outfits? Give me some money and I will buy some tomorrow and show you!" She walked over to her set of draws and pulled a new pair of panties on whilst holding the old ones in her hands still.Confused and dazed, I managed to reply. "Money? Er..how much? $40? Should be enough shouldn't it?" I began to pull my wallet out."I don't. My first view burst on me like a display of fireworks. The very air sparkled and sang with a rainbow of colour. The bonfire that they danced around fizzled and dazzled off the bright gypsy clothes almost as loudly as their guitars and castanets sang. The laughter and energy was pure and intense, so sexual that it was a tangible thing. I craved it instantly! Men and women swirled and twirled together, but this was no innocent dance. It was ripe with suggestion and promise. Bodies brushed and.