“What’s wrong?”“I, uhm, I don’t know if I can do it,” she said.I sat up and turned to face her, “That’s OK, Kara. We can stop. I can e...ven leave, if you want me to.”“Oh, no!” she said, almost frantic. “No! That’s not what I meant! I meant that I don’t know if I could put my mouth on you, on your, uhm, penis.”I chuckled.“You’re laughing at me! I told you I wouldn’t know what to do or how to do it!” she said as a tear rolled down her reddening face.I moved next to her and put my arm around her.“Oh. "Jen, can I ask you? I mean would it be all right if I got some of our family photos? Would that be all right?" Of course. I will send you the albums and you can choose or copy whatever you want. Would that be good?" she said."Yes, that would be fine," I said. I had another question. I almost hated to ask it. For sure I was worried about the possible answer."Can I ask you, do Maribel and Clarissa know?" I said."Yes, and as if I even had to say it, they will always be yours and mine. We will. I was going to hang up but Cara told me to stay on the line and that I would be able to hear them but they couldn't hear me. I heard a click then Cara called to her husband to lead him to the bedroom. From the whistle I heard he must have been impressed by the sight that greeted him on the bed.Cara told him to undress right away, as she needed him badly. It was like I was right there and I was getting a little flushed as I listened to them kiss and moan. Cara mentioned her nipples poking. " I had to smile back at her as I decided to wait no longer, but I'm sure my face expressed some concern. As much as I wanted to please my Master, and myself, I understood that offending Miss Ingersoll wouldn't be a good idea.Tom Henry posed and preened in the ring, being shown off to the hoots and hollers of the collected crowd, and my Master wasn't stopping me as I opened his trousers and freed his large and ruddy erection. He was aching for me to give his excited balls some relief and I'd.