Master just kisses me, caresses my bare bottom, and hands me a cutting board. "Get to work, dear. I have after dinner plans for you." We move eas...ly around the kitchen preparing dinner, but he always seems to be just behind me, or within arm's reach. He slowly rubs against me as he is getting the plates from above my head, and says "Sit down, time for dinner" swatting my bottom lightly. I serve my Master dinner first, then myself, making sure that my legs are spread wide in case he wants. Looking down at his now half-hard cock that was beginning to ooze clear pre-cum, I knew he was feeling anticipation of what happened the first time, where he came at least 8 times. This would not be the case today. So I reached into the drawer next the cabinet of toys, and pulled out a stainless steel penis plug, the one with a ring that fit over the head of his cock, that was attached to a round stainless steel ball on the end. “It looks like we’re a little excited here, huh? Well, the time. She thinks about her conversations with Heather were she told her about Jason. Becky is picturing his 10 cock as she sucks it hard before plunging it into her dripping wet cunt. She feels her juices start to flow as the music stops and they headed back to the table. How was it? Heather asked. We should probably get going so you to can get home and have some fun while I do it by myself thinking about you two. Becky said. The three adults just laughed. All three were thinking the same thing but. I need you to clean me.”“My daughter,” she groaned, staring at my dick. The MILF licked her lips. “That’s Overia’s cream on my dick.”“And you’re going to lick it up right now!” My voice cracked with authority.She jumped, a woman used to taking orders from ship captains. She scurried in before she stopped. “But that’s my daughter’s juices, Kurtis.”“And?” I asked. My mother closed the door behind her. “I know you watched my sisters yesterday. Don’t tell me you haven’t thought about Overia. I.