Emmie had just sent that reply minutes ago!OH SHIT!Oh shit! I stood there motionless. Oh shit! What an erotic fantasy, what a lascivious image. It was...as if her letter was written directly to me. Not to that asshole LilGirlsDaddy. But directly to me. She knew I would read it. I'm her Most Beloved Wicked Daddy. She wants ME to come to her. She needs ME so bad. She wants MY cock inside her. Like really. Like for real. Emmie... Emmie... my precious daughter...Oh my god, my penis was so hard, I. She had a very pretty sky-blue bra and pantiesset with matching negligee and suspender belt, grey-white stockings andblue high-heels. A blue ribbon was bound around the base of her shecock.Once Whitney was suitably attired, I bound and gagged her on the bed. Sheexpected nothing less and was quite willing to submit.To gag Whitney, I used her tights she had worn to work, covering thesewith some tape. Her hands and feet were tied to the bed with furtheritems; Whitney's own hosiery and some tape. That fog of desire hit. We played with each other, then slowed and caressed each other’s tongue. Amelia started rubbing my erection with her pussy. I held her succulent bottom and pressed her back against the tiled shower wall, reaching between us to grasp myself. Easing back, I guided the tip into her cleft. Amelia inhaled through her nose, her tongue probing into my mouth. Labia oozed apart, my tip burrowing in. I caught at the base of her slit, poised, and stopped. Amelia didn’t want to. " Eddie said, "If you want some food you have to suck our dicks." After all this, they wanted me to give them head for food? I reluctantly shook my head yes. Robert started to untie me. My arm and legs were stiff. My mouth and cheeks hurt from the ball gag that had been there all night. After untying me, they both sat on the side of the bed and Robert said, "Get on your knees!" I said, "What about this," and motioned to the butt plug that was still firmly planted in my ass. "That stays for.