As you open the bedroom door, you see Danielle in the kitchen, holding a cup of coffee with both her hands. Her hair is tied in a knot and she is wear...ng her nightdress. You can’t see if she’s wearing underwear. “Morning, beautiful,” you say. “Morning, handsome,” she jokes. She looks down at the bulge. “Need help with that?” she asks as she puts down her cup and walks over to you. As she reaches you, you hug each other. “I could give you a blowjob, if you want,” Danielle suggests. “You. I was glad that Master had comforted Madison and helped her join the mile high club and that’s why she was probably sleeping by the pool. I expected to try to join myself on the way back, but for now I was wide awake. I started thinking about Tilly and the blonde. Both of them were cute in their outfits, I wondered what they tasted like. Would Master want them as slaves, or was it more exciting that he might get them without the Device. I’d happily hold them down for him, or for that matter, if. It sounded so exciting. That’s why she responded when Daddy Tyrone contacted her. He told her not to tell Daisy about him. He said that she might get jealous. Tricia knew how girls could be so agreed. It took him a little longer then with Daisy but now she wore his collar at home and was being trained with a butt plug up her asshole. The butt plug reminded her of him right now. “Was your customer good looking? Did he have a big cock? Did you cum from fucking?”“Well he was pretty old but I guess. But men wouldn't understand this. You stick out." And aren't you glad? Especially when I stick in. Hey, give me that." Really, you don't have to grab. Why would anybody pose for a picture like that?" You didn't look at her face. If she wants people to look at her picture, it's not going to be a picture of her face." Do I look like that?" No, doll. You have a perfectly beautiful face." You know what I mean." I do, but I don't. Does your face look like mine? We both have two eyes, two ears, one.