Then I felt the explosion and the throbbing and pulsating of my father’s cock as he exploded inside of me. I moaned louder and pushed back one time,...sinking him deeper into my sloppy slit. His cum poured from my bald gash and my hand caught his warm, sticky semen and I brought it to my mouth to savor. I was so deep into my ecstasy that I didn’t realize that I was thrusting backward, feeling the last vestiges of my father’s erection plunging deeper into me as I fucked him. “No honey.” He said. I knew how this sends Jenny over the edge. Many of nights Jenny would orgasm from nipple stimulation alone.I also knew it was edging now on going a bit too far.Jennies fantasies she only wanted to tease a little, touch a little, then stop. Then we would go have wild sex together. She meant it too at least when we talked about it alone.I know the state of arousal she was in right now she could not have stopped him from going any further. Even though that was our original plan.Here I was standing. A blanket laid over her, he fastened the cuffs together. One last brush of hand to her face and she heard the door close. Locking the crate, he laid a second blanket over it and left her there as he did his own unwinding from the day. She had no idea how much time had passed, having dozed in and out for the majority of it. He knew from the subtle shifting inside of the cage when she was sleeping, when she had awakened and waited until one of the times she was adjusting to return to the cage. So when Sarah let it drop that Jill was into it, I was quickly interested andexcited at the same time. "Did you tell her the nature of our relationship,that you're dom and I'm sub?" I asked. "Of course," she replied, "Don't you think shewould have asked?" As I thought about this for a split second, I realizedit was a pretty stupid question on my part. Anybody who is into D/s and talksabout it with others very quickly inquires as to whether somebody is a top,a bottom, or a switch. Anticipating.