“If we do, we’re dragging you with us and making sweet, sweet love to you, daughter of mine,” Pamela warned her daughter.“Promises, promises,�...� Angie retorted.“Oh, care to dare us?” Miles chuckled, making it more of a challenge.“Go for it, guys ... we can get the camcorder ready. I badly want to see a threesome between man, wife, and daughter,” Jillian licked her lips at that suggestion.“Give me a little more time to eat and recover, boys and girls. I’m only human, folks,” Miles laughed a bit. She ruffled through his hairs gently as he cleaned her. ‘ come on pet get that tongue in , there are lot of goddess juice inside also, scoop it out , relish the delicacy , you see slave that when you please your master , your master reward you with such divine fruits, it will bond you to your goddess like nothing else and make you a completely devoted sub from within.’ Sam bowed his head infront of his master after completely cleaning and said’ thank you my goddess, its an honour and privilege. " Thanks for the compliments." I felt the heat of a blush on my cheeks. I'd never felt comfortable accepting compliments for things I'd been born with. After all, how much credit can you take for being the recipient of a lucky arrangement of bits and pieces of genetic code? "But you lost your bet. Cheerleader, yes, but not the head cheerleader, and I got enough votes to be a member of the Queen's Court, but not the Prom Queen." If I lost, then you won. I've got a job offer for you. You see, ten. Amelia could see that Amber’s bottom was a deep shade of red, with marks also on the backs of her legs where she had been hand spanked earlier during her punishment. The cane had left six, straight and neat deep red tram-lines across Miss Fox’s fleshy buttocks. The dark-haired Head Mistress couldn’t resist rubbing the younger woman’s bottom with her hands, once again, slipping her fingers between her legs and stroking the inside of her thighs.The forty-two-year-old Head Mistress held her.