Feeling the need to sink into the heat of her body, Marcus crawled over Hadley and looked down into her eyes. She widened her legs to accept his muscu...lar frame and smiled up. Slowly running a finger up along his side until she brought her whole hand to his face. “Please, Marcus. Oh, please.” Not wanting to disappoint, he got ready to enter her, but something in the back of his mind registered. In their haste to get into her bed, he forgot an important question that could put a serious damper. While being in my arms, she opened the door & we moved inside. I moved towards a bathroom without saying a word. I exactly know, where it is. I had been here before for same thing. She removed notes, lifted it down on floor outside bathroom door. I lift her down in bathroom, closed the door & started a shower. She wrapped her hair behind. Which makes her look hotter. I started cleaning her body from sand particles. I started from her neck. While moving my hands over her naked part of body. I. The smell of freshly brewed coffee and the vanilla essential oil we keep heating in the bedroom filled the air. The soft whir of the ceiling fan, a few outspoken birds, and daddy's soft snoring were the only sounds. I carefully peeled back the blanket and the sheet Daddy was laying under and stopped dead and waited until he stopped moving again. Daddy never wore clothes to bed, and I took advantage of that fact and shut my mouth over his soft cock.Daddy didn't even move.I started using my. She didn't care about BDSM or the odd pony play Michelle was into (she knew Kate had liked kinky stuff, but this was over now, for sure, too). A beautiful, sunny day in Milan was her last memory of freedom.Her captivity had taken many month, but still she didn't even know the country she was in. She had heard numerous languages being spoken in the slave camp, both from slavegirls and Mistresses.The weather was mostly cloudy and rainy, some sun, some snow. Not the Mediterranean warmth she had.