His hand was at the hem of my dress now and I was squirming in my seat. I knew that he would soon have me begging him–Master knows just what to do t...o drive me insane with lust! His hand reached the top of my stocking and I gasped a little when His fingers touched my bare thigh.“Quiet slut! You want everyone to hear you!” he whispered. His hand withdrew a bit–a punishment of sorts for my noise. I gripped the arms of my chair and with my lips closed tightly I shook my head.His hand resumed it’s. I reached for the bottle of wine, which still had an inch or two of Whispering Angel in the bottom. I made Emma arch her pelvis up so her pussy was in front of me, then I spread her lips apart with one hand and poured some of the wine right into her vagina with the other.She gasped as the cool liquid filled her.“Oh shit, Annie, I can feel that all the way up!” She squeezed her vaginal muscles, making the wine well up and dribble down her thighs, so I quickly put my mouth against the entrance. . ?" 'Were having' is correct, Your Grace. Past tense." Then with a warm smile he continued, "May I have the pleasure of showing you to your suite?"As soon as they were shown around — the suite was the finest in both the hotel and the entire city — the manager said, "Your Grace, there is one matter: Mr. Bill Gates of Microsoft Corporation has been calling personally. He asks that you call him as soon as you can so that he may arrange a personal meeting with the duchesses. What makes it quite. "I couldn't help it, he was so hard and didn't have any condoms." I pout at daddy as he looks sternly at me. I try to effect an innocent little girl look. Pretty hard with what his hand is doing to my crotch. "Slut," he growls huskily. Then he smiles and I know everything is ok. I am jerking my hips as his middle finger forces the gusset of my soaked panties further and further into me. Nodding towards the card he asks, "Any problems?" I shake my head. "He never even knew I had a camera in my.