Charlotte.” I decide to be a little more aggressive with her but issuing commands instead of requests. Speaking more sternly, I say “My right fo...t has a little cramp, massage it for me.” Emily complies. With an excited look in her eyes and a smile on her face, Emily works both hands on my right foot softly caressing my entire foot; from my ankles to my toes. She lifts my leg higher, my foot is close to her face and my wet pussy exposed to her staring eyes. I am damp and starting to enjoy. A hard slap across her face stopped her and as I let go of her hair, I quickly moved down a bit, took hold of her pajama bottoms and started to pull them off. She at once started to protest, but I had managed to get them halfway down her legs when I leaned back towards her head and slapped her face again. "I'm gonna fuck you whore" I said sternly and went back down and was able to get her pajama bottoms off her. "Please no" she cried as she tried to cover herself up. I grabbed hold of her one. I could tell that my panties were showing and I moved my hand really slowly to pull one side of the robe behind my other leg. Finally, my dad noticed and started to say something and stopped. He just looked.”“You were naked underneath your robe?”“No, you’re not listening. I had on white cotton panties. But he could see my mostly bare legs and my panties. He looked for a long time. It made me a little bit tingly.”“But he didn’t…”“No. He just looked with his hand in his lap. But it was still. I shot all my sperm in the white chocolate- sauce. When she was finished she gave my cock’s head a quick lovely kiss. She appeared on top again- with the small spoon. “Now let’s have desert and then let’s get the hell out of here” she said. I finished my bitter sweet drink while blood pumped in my cock already again. We both ate the fruits with the white- chocolate- sperm- sauce and the dark chocolate. All of the sudden she asked a couple of girls next table if they wanted to taste the sauces..