Ding-dong."Okay, okay, you've got my attention." I flicked on the front light and peeked out the small window of the front door, while dripping water ...ll over the tile floor. There stood a teenager, well maybe a little older. He or she was wearing a plain jacket. I didn't see a costume but the visitor was wearing make-up to look like a witch. Snaggly hair going six ways from Sunday, close set eyes, a long thin crooked nose and a pointy chin. "I'm not giving out anything," I hollered through the. Frank loved everything about getting a blow job from his beautiful daughter, and doing other things with her as well. One of the things he most loved about being sucked off was the way she looked up at him with her pretty blue eyes as she moved her head back and forth, enveloping and releasing his cock. He loved watching as his shaft glided into her cute little mouth, with her lips pressed firmly against it, taking it all the way in, until her tongue snaked down to lick his balls. Best of all. She wants me to follow her. "Are you crazy, I am trying to sleep?" "You want to see this I promise." I start to put my shorts on she grabs them. " I am naked you are not putting any thing on." We go out my door and head to the front of the house as we get to the hall to the other wing I hear Mom and Dan they are going at like porn stars. "What are we doing?" Jen replies, "they left the door open I have been watching." See I told you she is twisted. Jen grabs my arm and slowly moves down the. Her legs were straight and her arms were by her side. Like a human toy figure. Brian chuckled. His own mom was now his personal slave. Things were going to be different from now on. He was going to tell her what to do. And she will do it without talking back to her son. "From now you will call me master. Got that," Brian shouted at her. "Yes master," Jennfier responded in a scared obedient tone. "And from now on, I will call you bitch. Got that," Brian shotued at her. "Yes master," Jennifer.