" ..." I don't like what you are doing." I don't know what you're talking about." Really? I thought you might say that, so I copied over a few stills...onto my phone. This is what I'm talking about." Oh my god." Like I said, we need to talk." Come in, please, come in."..."It's not what it looks like." It looks like, at least in this picture, you and my sister, naked, kissing, with your fingers up her pussy." Jesus. How, how did you get these?" I thought Jenny was acting a bit strange, and I. That night I told Cheryl that I had done something horrific, and that I just hoped she would forgive me. It took those three days in Atlanta to prove to her that I was telling the truth. Cheryl surprised me by being in Atlanta on Wednesday. She had her own room and called me that evening inviting me to her room only if I had not been with anyone else since my arrival on Tuesday. I promised her that was so and I spent the next two nights in her room and not my own. I think we rekindled our love. “You told me I could wear the stockings and garter belt I gave you. You told me my erection in that outfit is huge turn on,” I told her as she watched me trying them on I watch her peeing with her legs wide apart. “That is still a turn on for you isn’t it? You know your turn on is my turn on,” she whispers as she strokes my now almost erect cock. Your erection is magnificent in that outfit. Kinky and magnificent.”When Phon arrives I greet her and we kiss with our cheeks as Sarah watches on. She. She enjoyed getting used and abused by someone she looked at as her real father.One day three. I put a collar around her neck and walked her around the house with a leash. She was down on all fours living the part of a bitch. She called me daddy. Dad, master sir and eventually Lord. Imagine her on her hands and knees, naked, and when I asked her to kiss my feet and lay her head down there, she didn’t hesitate even for a second: I knew I owned her.She was a bit reluctant about staying the night..