She does as told, and he places the gag ball in her and tightens it behind her head. Daddy pushes her head back onto the bed and begins slowly rubbing...her ass with his other hand, gently smacking it. He makes his way down to her clit and begins rubbing. Kitten whimpers from the pleasure. Daddy then slaps her clit and she jumps. “I didn’t tell you, you could move” he says, as he pulls her back to the edge of the bed. “Be a good girl” Daddy warns her. He slaps her again. And again. And again.. The colour in his face was even and he was sitting strongly, not using the post for support, just comfort. He was testing the strength of the bonds, worrying the wrist ropes against the pole behind his back. His face was more animated and his eyes fairly danced with delight. "What happened to your shirt?"She blushed as she looked down at herself. She'd completely forgotten about her lack of T-shirt."It's wet." The blush deepened and she stumbled over the next words. "You were burning up and I. I placed the head of my cock at the tiny opening of her still throbbing vagina and pressed into her. We watched it disappear inside her inch-by-inch until I was completely buried.Our hips were perfectly aligned inches apart. I grabbed her hands, pinning them above her head, and I put the full weight of my body against her as we rocked in and out against each other. I loved that feeling of stretching my cock inside her, reaching for a bottom and having her wrapped so tightly around me.If sucking. That's your secret and your strength to her dear. Now go save your marriage and keep your wife from possibly from leaving you."I kissed mom and thanked her for her advice before I left for home. On the way home I thought over every word of her advice and accepted her logic. I knew that the only way to execute her plan was indeed to check my macho pride and self esteem at the door and do what she said.CHAPTER 2 Using Mother's AdviceMother's advice worked to the tee. Now Marsha and I are so.