Frank puts Brittany's mind at ease, and comforts her

"How long are you going to keep her locked up?" Brittany asked as Frank led her to the living room and poured them both a glass of wine, dosing the bottle before he poured.

"At least overnight," Frank replied. "Don't worry about her. She loves to be punished. It excites her. You saw what happened when I spanked her? That's what she's like."

Brittany took a sip of her wine and glanced towards the basement door, biting her lip. Frank smiled and caressed her shoulder, giving her a gentle kiss on the cheek.

"It won't do her any harm, I promise," he smiled. "You can't be worried about what happens between me and other women. You weren't worried about seeing me fuck your mother were you?"

"Ummm...a little...at first...but then it just seemed right...and she was happy...wanting to please you...and that's what I want...to please you...I really love you Frank..." she took another sip of her wine and blushed shyly.

"You're so sweet," he smiled, stroking her bare arm and pulling her a little closer. "Forget about her and come kiss me. I want to taste your sweet mouth."

She purred as she slid into his arms, their mouths locked together, their tongues flickering at each other. He let his hands roam gently over her body, sliding a strap of her dress off one shoulder and exposing a perfect cupcake tit. She arched her back and moaned when his mouth descended on it, sucking it into his mouth as his tongue swirled around the stiff nipple.

"Ohhhhhhhhhhh...." she moaned softly, holding his head against her and wriggling to help him pull her dress up over her hips.

"I'm glad you could be here," Frank growled softly as he fondled her, feeling her silken skin quiver under his touch.

"I've missed you...so much...I couldn't stand it...touching myself all the time...thinking of you...of your lovely cock..." she purred, fumbling with his pants.

She gave another happy whimper as he rolled her panties down her thighs, his fingers teasing over her mound, approaching her labia but not touching, teasing her. She tossed her head back and moaned softly, wriggling her hips as she tried to catch his fingers with her folds.

"Ohhhh Frank...how you make me feel...it's like I'm soaring...not touching the ground...Tell me what to do...Frank...tell me what you want..."