This was as far as he dared go, he realized. "But, I have to tell you, there is a small problem," he said, giving her one last chance to back out."My ...oot is smaller," his daughter answered cheekily, still pressing her crotch against his, feeling that familiar wetness between her legs, "From what I can feel! But as long as you don't let that thing of yours sneak out of your shorts, I don't think I will be in any physical danger - like impaling myself on it!" Okay, okay," Ian laughed, not just a. “I’m gonna explain this to once, so listen up. My friends and I need a pussy eatin’ bitch to service us whenever we want. Miss goody-two shoes over there didn’t want to lick our pussies so we are training her. Do you want the same kind of training? Or are you gonna be our bitch?” I had seen the way they trained someone who resisted so I decided until I could come up with an escape plan, I’d be their bitch, as they called it. So when she took they gag off me, I said “I’ll do whatever you say,. I probably wouldn'tsay anything if it weren't that I understand better than you think."With that John pushed his chair out and pulled up his pants leg watchingPaul as he did so. As it rose above his socks Paul saw the sheen from thenylon his dad had on. His eyes grew wide and mouth opened. "So see Paul.I truly do understand because I do the same thing and have for a longtime. And after seeing you I thought maybe you would feel more at ease ifyou knew about me." "Dad, I don't know what to say.. She had seen Betty standing there and just went back down on me, working me back up. As if her being naked in bed with me was no big deal at all."Oh baby, now that I've had you, I need you again. You know, you really surprised me when you started to come on to me earlier, but I am glad that you did. I've wanted to fuck you ever since Betty married you. You are one hot hunk of man." You're not upset that Betty knows about this?" Oh baby, she'll come around. If she doesn't, so much the better,.