`Did you like that?' `Yeah, that was amazing dad. Your dick feels so goddamn good... its sobig...' `Yeah I knew you'd like it. You ready for som...ething a little moreintense?' Julien swallowed. `Okay daddy. But would you get some Vaselinecoz... your dick's so fucking huge!' They both laughed and then kissed again. His dad's stubble grazed hissoft skin but it felt good. His tongue practically filled his mouth as theykissed hard and savagely. Getting to his feet his father strode out of. In the bedroom he wanted, no, needed, tosurrender. Richard could enjoy vanilla sex to some extent, but in truth,he was only fully aroused while being dominated. His need to submit hadonly grown with time.Alice was hardly the picture of a Dominatrix. A five foot five petitewoman with long blond hair and a perpetual smile on her face. She favoredsun dresses at home and elegant gowns when they spent a night on thetown. She relished her role as a homemaker and housewife, but when she'dlearned of. ’ Twenty-six hours since she slept, since she smiled or laughed, since she did anything but wait, or maybe cry. All she could do was wait or cry, all they let her do was wait or cry. She let herself ignore the hollow drone of the activity around her, so it seemed so quiet she actually could hear her watch ticking, such an odd sound to hear in this house, this house so crowded with people, this house so utterly empty. She counted the ticks while watching the second hand spinning around the dial.. By the end of the day they were tired and ended up at a view point over the River Seine. ‘This sure is a gorgeous lake,’ Kylie said running her arm around Stephan’s. She laid her head on his arm, gazing out at the river, the stars sparkling off the calm water. Stephan ran his hand through her hair, and kissed her forehead. They stood there for awhile and then decided to catch a cab back to her hotel. Once up in her room, they climbed into bed, and held each other. Stephan listened to Kylie,.