”“For making my daughter feel good?” I moaned, my fingers finding Janet’s nipple. It dimpled her t-shirt. I rubbed it through the cotton. She ...huddered and the cutest whimper escaped her lips. “You feel good, too, Alison. Don’t you? You love Lily licking your pussy.”“I do,” she groaned. “I shouldn’t. I don’t want to. But...”“But you taste so good,” Lily moaned. “Oh, Alison, I love licking your pussy. It’s not so bad, I guess.”“We’re her slaves!”“And obedient slaves don’t call their goddesses. Ed continued to hold her like that and slowly turned her around as if showing a prize catch around to fellow hunters . Among further cat calls and whistles Dave stepped in with a nylon cord, black and began to tie her legs , soon she was hoisted on a hook from the wall which used to hang chandeliers before . The meat hook sank into the cord between her legs , and she swung freely once Ed let her go with a not so gentle push. Her face swung about three feet from the floor . Her white body was. Seeing my excitement and pleasure she kissed me on lips for a long time.I took my cock out and put immediately into her mouth again. She started her job as a dutiful daughter and took my second load and swallowed it.I was immensely happy and proud after getting the ultimate pleasure from my own daughter which I wanted to repeat with my second daughter.I moved my hands over her thighs felling the softness of her fair skin, which matched the texture of her pussy.“ when are you going to fuck my. She didn’t specify, and she seemed like the kind of person who would make their preference known if they had one. This job was too important, I didn’t want to seem like I was too much of a brown-nose.I ran across the ad for this job in the local newspaper, it was offering a hefty, six-figure salary and required virtually no experience. I had recently lost my job, so I was desperate. The ad itself didn’t say what kind of work it was, it only said that the job description would be given during.