Have you enjoyed us talking about me owning you?”With her head still lowered she answered, “Master, you are the first person to ever make me behav... this way and yes, I do enjoy it.”I chuckled and then decided she needed to be pushed even further, so I said, “Kitten, take off your panties and give them to me.”She looked toward the kitchen so I said, “Now!” Jackie then reached under her skirt and removed her panties, handing them to me with her eyes on the floor.I felt how wet they were as I. " Yea, I'll be back."John had only one Gran that was his mother's mother, a sour, bad-tempered woman in her early seventies. His Gran lived a distance from them in a small-town. He knew she didn't approve of his mother marrying his father so he wasn't surprised by her answer. "Well Kitty can come back to civilization now," and put down the receiver.John returned to his mother's bedroom and lay down beside her and held her close. She surely smelt good and she felt lovely and soft, but to do as. I took a step back, surprised, pretty much convinced that what I saw in my dear brother's eyes was me hallucinating again. Thinking of hallucinating, I quickly asked, "Why did you say I was YOUR girl?" My hands were clasped behind my back, a habit I had that meant I was very nervous. Michael knew this. He smiled at me. "Because, Maddi, you're mine." My expression must of perfectly conveyed how confused I was, because he took the initiative to explain further. "I can't hide it any longer, I want. I lay drowsily, wrapped up, when I suddenly realized he was nude from his waist down, and when I put my hand back, that wonderful feeling pressing hard against my bare buttocks was daddy’s cock. This time I held him firmly, feeling him thicken and grow, ‘Daddy’, I whispered, this time I was very conscious it was I who was moving against him, I was drawing him between my arse cheeks, and squeezing him as he brushed against my anal opening, the pale kink crinkled tissue of my ass, seemed to.