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  • She smiled and her hand stroked every close towards my cock. Even I was surprised cutie about how hard masturbating it was already, just the way she was treating me: so bold, so assertive, beauty so confident. "It was." I relaxed for half a brunette moment, but something about the way she had placed the emphasis on was lingered in my mind. The way she was raising her eyebrows at me made it evident that there was more to that phrase than I had realized. Then it clicked: it wasn't optional anymore. She saw the understanding register on my face. "Go to the bathroom James, and when you come back you will hand me your underwear." she instructed softly but firmly, this wasn't a request. I knew that if I did anything other than obey, this would be the end of the evening, and despite my mounting trepidation about all this, I wasn't prepared to let that happen. "Yes miss," I said as I shifted in my seat, expecting her to stand so I could get out of the booth. But she didn't."No pet, I want you to crawl out under the table instead." She said with another wicked little smirk. I hesitated for a moment, could she really be serious about that? She certainly was, I realized as I started to sink down lower and lower in the booth and slide underneath the table. I felt her gently caressing me with her feet as I crawled past her. I dared a glance to the side, hoping to peek up her skirt, but she closed her legs as if she somehow knew I was looking and wanted to deny me a glimpse of her. I crawled out from under the table and scurried to my feet. "Oh and pet," she said as I headed towards the bathroom. "Bring a very girly drink back from the bar." I couldn't feel my feet against the floor as I floated to the bathroom, dazed and dizzy. I was half walk to the bathroom by the time I realized that I was sporting a very obvious erection, but there was nothing I could do about that now. I tried my chick best to turn my body to hide it until I slipped past the swinging door to the men's room and hurried to one of the stalls. I clumsily unbuttoned my pants, dropped them, and tried to step out of them. I realized with embarrassment I hadn't taken off my shoes first, and I almost fell against the wall of the stall. I took off my shoes and stepped out of them, socks on the dirty bathroom floor. I slide off my pants and underwear, and young separated the underwear from the pants. I pulled my pants back on and stuffed the underwear into my pocket. I went to zip up, and I had to wrestle with my cock to get it back into my pants. Despite my efforts to avoid this, it quickly turned into me helplessly stroking my cock in a public bathroom. As soon as we’d sat down Jon told me to shuffle my dress up so that my bare bum was on the seat. “Angela, Diann, and I are his cutie step daughters.” Janis is our Mom and his first slave.” We were jealous that she was so happy with him and we begged Mom to help us achieve the same joy and happiness that she has.” “She loves us more than anything and wants us to be as happy as possible, so she explained her relationship with Daddy Frank making us want it more than ever.” “Our Mom was the happiest woman alive young until we joined her as sister slaves.” “Master was reluctant at first thinking it would make Mom unhappy until she convinced him that it would in fact make her happier knowing her daughters would be loved, protected and cared for in one happy family as long as we live.” “She did not want us to hook up with some jerk that did not have the qualities as Daddy Frank and brunette get hurt or injured trying to achieve the chick happiness she has.” “You ask if he forced us to have sex with him. Will you trust me on this son,” she asked. Her tongue lapped at the tip as his thrusts extended. I heard a smooch and then, a heartbeat later, I felt Mom's lips on my temple. This young woman was unlike anything he’d ever been with. Copyright 2019 Then I looked in the mirror. He had put his hand on her chin so beauty softly that it suddenly felt like a whole other person. I was just lucky Robert hadn't been in there with us. Haley was not amused. "For what, Aunt Lisa?" The two men went back up to the main lodge. Then I was entering through the tinted, glass doors. “There, the worst part is over, baby. This had been traced to her and she had received 20 demerits for bringing he school into disrepute. He stopped moving and just lay against her panting. Because there is no way in hell you can ever prepare for masturbating it. Plus it was a little more exclusive. “A beautiful name for a beautiful woman.