Tori was, of course, happy to be there - she loves helping her daddy with his morning chores.Sandy was, as usual, waiting at the BreadBasket's loading...dock when we arrived. Tori hopped out first, being in the passenger seat, and Marcy hopped out second. Sandy cocked an eyebrow at me as she nodded her head toward Marcy - this was a different, more relaxed 13-year-old than yesterday."She seems much less jumpy than she did yesterday," Sandy whispered to me conspiratorially. "Does her mother know. If I do say I'm willing to do things his way, is he going to try to e-enslave me right then anyway?" That's just it, I don't know! I couldn't risk asking him any more questions or he's start to suspect that I was not really enslaved. He gave me an odd look when I forced the question about whether he wanted to take you today or not."Cassie nodded and swallowed. "You did the best you could. Thank you for warning me." So what the fuck are we gonna do?" Richie demanded. "He can't do shit if I beat. I took her by the upper arm and marched her into the living room and I pushed her down onto the sofa across from my chair."All right now what is this all about?" I asked her again."Today Jennifer came over for a visit and we had a long talk. She told me how her boyfriend Steve had taken her to a new Italian restaurant and after a wonderful meal she and Steve went back to her place and she thanked him for the evening. Jennifer and I talked a bit and she told me how much she likes..." she paused,. The girls stopped kissing and began exchanging whispers. Nicole nodded and looked at me.“Daddy, Becca wants you to lick her pussy.” They both giggled at that. “I tried to show her how you do it, but I’m not as good at it as you are.”“I shouldn’t be doing this,” I reminded myself out loud.“Please, Mr. Palmer,” Becca pleaded with a lilting whine. She pulled down the front of her panties, exposing a neatly trimmed patch of light pubic hair and the hint of slit. “I’ve never had my pussy eaten out.