When the time came, we shared a bottle of wine, and a piza then after watching some TV went to bed. Sally was far more adventurous than I had imagined..., and in fact seemed quite outrageous in her chat she told me how to touch her and what she liked. and then she went down on me. This was a completely new experiance. I tried to stop her but she would not be stopped. I told her my forskin was a bit tight and hope she didnt mind. she then concentrated on my cock. The feelings were superb. her. Suck Daddy good." She tried to go further, but her gag reflex kicked in and she could only get little more than half of me in her wet mouth. I placed my hand gently on the back of her head and coaxed her to try to take more of my manhood. We got some into her throat but she gagged even harder. "Relax, Sweetie, just open your mouth, stick your tongue out a little and push past your gag reflex." She tried in vain and gagged again, the massive amounts of saliva were beginning to dribble down her. Shewas wearing her favorite green summer dress with a cute pair of pumps.She brushed her wavy brown hair behind her ear and looked back to Leah."Is something on my face or something?"Leah shook her head quickly, a shocked expression still plastered on herface. "Zach?" Who's Zach? It's me, Emory. Did something happen?" Emory askedanxiously, looking between her friend and her mother."If you had changed in that manner Leah, I don't believe you would havelearned from any of your recent feminine. .. wickedly."Why ... why are we going there ... Master?" she asked him."You are going to get a tattoo," he moved closer to her inside the car."Please don't tattoo me. I never had one and those things hurt. Look I'll do anything else you want me to do ... Master. But those things are hard to get rid of," she begged him."I have tattoos too slave. You have seen mine," he chuckled. He had a tattoo on his back of the German eagle carrying a circle on its talon and within the circle was is.