I wasn't a Mistress yet but he opened the door.After the three days we took him out and there was no probelms. He said he enjoyed not being able to to...ch himself. He loved going to work knowing he was wearing a cage wondering if someone would notice. That weekend we had sex like we normally would do except when we were done he would put the cage back on. My then husband suggested we use the cage as a way to control him not only from playing with himself but also for drinking, smoking, and. Not long thereafter, she bit me with her brand new tooth and I encouraged her to eat more solids and take the bottle. I didn’t dry up right away because I was still expressing milk for her nighttime bottle and whenever she needed something to keep her from fussing, but she nursed less and less.I was sad about that.I didn’t breastfeed the first time around. My mother forbade it as indecent. Willa had bottles of milk and formula, and half the time I didn’t get to give her those. But breastfeeding. "Oh, yes, Daddy!" Brenda moans, "Harder! Fuck me harder!!" Larry begins ramming with long, deep strokes. Brenda pushes up to meet every thrust. The taboo lovers bounce in unison.Brenda's eyes were closed. A pair of ruby lips opens to form silent moans. The daughter gasps as he drives the air out of her each time the thick cock goes deep. A pair of anxious hands reaches around him and grasps a mature ass. A pair of excited hands squeeze. The sex driven daughter pushes him deeper. Larry's hands. "How should we start?" I asked, standing over her.She spread her legs. "Touch me down here. You're old enough. I'm sure you've had plenty of experience giving women pleasure." "I'll try my best."I got to see my mother's most intimate area when she opened her legs. Her pussy was beautifully trimmed. It was bright pink inside, surrounded by her brown labia. Her pussy was dripping wet. Her clitoris was absolutely swollen. I could understand her frustrations. She was far more aroused than I was. It.