? She considers herself very fortunate to havesuch a caring and inventive Master who makes her every waking hour morepleasurable than she could ever h...ave imagined.?She hopes that, as you sat drinking your wine and smoking yourcigarette, you found the sight of your Cum Girl thus displayed enjoyable. Master,I know it is not my place to make suggestions but Cum Girl does think she wouldhave looked even more beautiful if her hair, face and body had also glistenedwith Master's cum and she hopes that. I didn't need to think, I just need to fuck her and play football. But I wasn't so sure I wanted her to make all the decisions. Me being a pussy-whipped wimp, following instructions."Becky," I said. "You seem to have done a lot of planning here. I'm not so comfortable with not making any decisions about my own future." Ry," and her stroking of my cock got a little more of a squeeze to it, "you make ALL the decisions. Have I ever done or said ANYTHING that I didn't talk about with you first? And. Simon sat down again and the fumbling continued but it came to a finish quite abruptly, she sat back and spoke to him, we could not hear for the loud music then she got up and went out, Simon remained in his seat, at the end of the performance everyone stood up as the lights came up, Simon looked around as we do and saw me, his face reddened as he realised we had been sat behind him throughout, “err… hello auntie Jean” he said, for a few moments the queue to exit the row was blocked, “hello. Joy posed near a fence post with several strings of barbed wire glistening in the sun behind her. She posed while sitting on a big pig that was sleeping in the warmth of the sun, it had just been feed and it was taking his siesta. She held a couple of baby ducks up to her stomach. They were freshly hatched, soft as cotton, and a very nice yellow color. She flinched when one snapped at her nipple but she didn’t drop them and to my total surprise she let it try again. That time it got her hard.