Because of my dietary needs that involve allergies some of theother women cooked for me special. After the Kiddush and blessing overthe bread I got u...p to get a small drink and retrieve my special food.On the way I met a man holding his daughter. She was cute in her pajamas."Hello, little one," I said to this baby. "What is your name?" Rachel," replied the father."How old are you?" Eight months."She started to cry."What is wrong, little one?" I asked."She is tired." You are fighting sleep?" I. "I think you are gonna have to stop calling me that now. It's just really start sounding weird with our baby here," he told me."OK, dad," I replied.We both laughed for a minute, and then he slowly took off my shorts. By then, he knew just how to please me. He made sure he built up to sex, and not just ripped my clothes off. He leaned down, and lifted up my shirt. He kissed my stomach numerous times, and that tickled me a bit."Oh, daddy, stop it," I giggled."Hey, what did I say?" he. " Good, pet. I love you my slut." I love you too Master." Now then..." He says as He pulls me into His lap. I giggled because I love being close to him and I knew where He was going with this. His gorgeous cock was bulging in His jeans and I slid to the floor silently asking for permission. It was granted when He pulled His cock out and ran His fingers into my hair. I leaned forward following His lead and slowly licked the head with the tip of my tongue. When He pushed me forward I gladly took. Robinson’s agreed easily; she loved Dylan and always doted on him. She wanted to go home and change but she was running late because the afternoon waitress was late, so she jumped on the bus forgoing a change of clothes.His office was in a nondescript office building on the third floor. Getting off the elevator she followed the office numbers to get to his, room 312. The door was open so she walked in and headed to the receptionist.“I’m here to see Albert Gordon?”“You must be Kathy.