’ He said, thinking for a few moments. ‘I highly recommend dinner at the Mission Estates Winery close to Napier. It’s award winning and fabulous..., and tonight they’ll have something special for sure. After that you can hit a couple of bars on the Marine Parade, they should be pretty exciting.’ ‘Ok, that sounds good.’ ‘Would you like me to book a table for you? And perhaps, a chauffeur service?’ ‘Yes, actually, that would be great. Thanks a lot. Can you book the table for 8?’ ‘Sure, and I’ll. We both needed to be there for her.The first two days of school were no fun at all. Jenny and I had different schedules, so I barely saw her all day. We got home and worked on our homework together. That was definitely the best part about having her live with us, doing homework together. The weekend was uneventful. Donna came over and relaxed at our place for much of it. As much as she enjoyed being with her parents, her house still made her think about Sarah. You could tell that it was. Dinner was over, so I went to my room, arranged a jazz playlist, and told her to come. She came, stopped at the frame of the door, and looked at me surprisingly. There on my bed, she found a bouquet of red roses and a note. She was stunned. She grabbed the note and read it. In the note, I told her I wanted to undress her, go down her body, kiss it, and caress it. I told her I wanted to embrace her and make love to her.She finished reading, looked up, smiled at me, and threw her arms around me.. It is incredibly intense for Ashley to comprehend as her face continues to be used. Mistress grabs the back of Ashley's head and pulls it harder into her pussy. She plays with her clit with her other hand now. Slowly rocking back and forth, up and down on Ashley's cute, little face. Ashley instinctively tries to move her arms and legs, but is rigidly reminded that she can't. She is completely locked down to the floor, unable to free herself, unable to resist. She is nothing but a sex toy right.