I went home with her because I couldn't remember where I lived for some reason-- I'm still not sure why that was, weird fluke of memory or something--... and we'd been dating ever since. She does sometimes like to get a little kinky-- and toppy-- in our sex games ... but I don't mind too much, because, as she told me that first night, I like being submissive for her. She was so right about that. Everything she told me that night was so true ... She still continued to hypnotise me for fun. ”She now poured herself a small glass of Courvoisier, swirled it slowly several times and took a sip. Its immediate effect was marvelous; mellow, warming and soothing. She paced around the room and soon drained the glass. Pouring herself another, she was reminded of Josh who had introduced her to it back when they were first dating. Never having tried it himself, and wanting to impress her, he had brought a bottle with him when she had first invited him home to dinner.“Loser,” she whispered. She knows what you like, and she’s willing to do those things for you . . . as long as it’s only with her. If you want someone else, the deal is off . . . and you and I are finished. Do you understand?”Zeke looked back at me, “You’re . . . you’re really okay with this?”As nervous as I was, I was able to force another grin, “I do have one other condition.”He raised his eyebrow again, “Oh?”“You have to promise not to call me ‘Twerp’ ever again.”* * *The following morning, I went along with Dad. “Hi daddy.” Tiffany said, bouncing over and pecking him on the cheek. Bouncing was right, he thought, watching his daughter’s huge tits move beneath her blouse. They were easily as big as the Kent woman’s and he thought about what she’d said, how she’d like to watch him fuck his daughter’s tits. “How was work?” she asked, returning to her breakfast cereal.“Good.” He said, picturing Danielle Kent’s tits covered in his cum. “You’re up early.”“Early shift.”Ellis stepped over to the counter and.