00pm. I was about to take bath. My servant maid Jyothi came in. Power went off. I lit the candle and was going to bathroom. She said “What happened ...ir? No utensils today. Did you not cook?” I said I had no time so I had eaten some samosas at work. I casually said, “It is very difficult to manage without your madam”. She went out as she had no work. Then I had finished my bath and was reading newspaper under candle light. Someone knocked at the door. Jyothi again came in and closed the door. Paris took a grip of her composure and managed a little smile of acknowledgment in return. "Busy morning?," he asked Paris. "Same as always, Mondays tend to be a bit hectic!," she replied fixing her gaze on him. She could feel herself suddenly becoming very warm and starting to blush, so she made her excuses and left the room. Paris ate the remainder of her lunch at her desk.It was approaching 5 pm when Paris' phone rang, it was Mr Proctor requesting her attendance in his office. He had invited. " We don't have to worry about him anymore. This is our moment, and I want it to be special." "Are you ready?" Yes. Just go slowly at first." I positioned myself, and she slowly lowered onto my cock. She groaned a little in pain, but kept going little by little. She was so tight and warm, and again I couldn't believe it was finally happening. At last I was all the way inside her. She locked lips with me again, and in between kisses whispered into my ear: "Fuck me hard, Jack."I grabbed her ass. Kelli quickly helped me dress. My cock was near bursting at the thought that my own, sexy, slut daughter was going to be my mistress and Domme. My pending scenario made the pre cum flow from my cock as we went about my transformation. Kelli no longer called me daddy, I was now LYNN, and I loved every second of it. She did my eyes with bright-blue, glitter, eye-shadow, and black eyeliner. A bit of powder over foundation on my face, and bright-pink lipstick, and I was all set. Kelli took the.