“Shit! He is awake! Wait!” She pulled away, grabbed her shirt, put it on and made up some of the buttons, before heading indoors. She left me th...ere with a mighty hard cock in my pants and a frustrated mind. With her gone I poured myself a glass of the juice. Strange taste, was there something in it? I bet she had added some alcohol to the mix, but it did not taste bad. I had tasted some alcohol before. Leaning back in the sofa, I closed my eyes and went through what I had experienced. I tried to through my nose, but his cock was blocking everything. I began to struggle and I am sure that there was a bit of fear in my eyes because he chuckled. I began to pull against the restraints of the belt and tried to get any leverage, but the way I was sitting and the way in which he was holding me, I couldn't do anything much. I felt his grip on my head tighten, keeping me there. I seriously became worried that he was going to try suffocating me. I even had the very real thought of. Oh my, she wishes he will. They stood face to face both of them breathing heavily and staring into each other’s eyes. Dan raised his hand and traced Catherine’s lips. Her tongue peeks out and licks. Tasting his finger much like how she did 10 nights ago to his cock. Dan grabs her and kisses her hard. His tongue going in and out of her sweet mouth and pushes her against the door, while Catherine’s hands goes down to his pants and feel his cock. He stops kissing her and says. “No hands Cathy.. Cut to Rocky-style montage of Sammi and Georgia, training. God she was hard on me, pardon the pun. I had a crash-course in girls' clothes, from underwear to skirts, then make-up, then high heels. I learned how to use depilatory creams to keep myself hair free. We did a little bit of training with dildos but Sammi thought it would be better if I was as much a virgin to being penetrated as possible, because Daddy would find it even more exciting to 'break me in' as she put it. I learned to suck.