She no longer had to worry about the thoughts that she had of being with another woman now she was mines and to do with her as I willed. Her young pus...y had that velvet feel with smooth hair above and I ran my nails through them. I knew that time was running short and that Betty would be coming through the door in a few minutes. I wanted her in the proper position so that my daughter could see who my slave was and that now that I knew she was servicing Rachel then she would. She was at an angle of around 45 degrees to him and facing a wall in the apartment. She started to speak wanting to tell him she was glad she'd stopped as she thought he had a fetish for women pretending to be fairies like you'd see in a music box going round and round but he told her to 'ssshh' before she has barely spoken. She wasn't used to this and a little anxiety as to where this was going started to creep in. She then heard him get off the bed and move behind her. Her heart was now. After long hours of hard work, I filled three fourth the glass. Then I thought of urinating in it. So I did. I urinated a little and made the glass full. The urine was very well mixed with my cum, so it was unidentifiable.I never realized I could cum this much.So I went downstairs to call her. I kept the glass in the “painting room” itself.She was not there and so I called her by her bedroom door.Me: Hey. Its ready.She opened the door.Rani was on her bathroom gown and was preparing for her. After some heavy petting one night, they decided to go all they way. He got between her legs and slowly inserted his cock into her tight pussy. He then paused, letting them both adjusted to the new sensation of pain and pleasure. They loved it, and ended up fucking for over 2 hours. After that, all they wanted to do is fuck all the time. It was not until he fucked Trina, did he realize how much he missed sex.Daddy looked at Trina, and smiled with a tear in his eye. God, she looked so much like.