Chad couldn’t take it any longer. He was going to cum! His own daughter was going to make him cum!Her ass crack was gripping his cock. His fat, purp...e head slipped out of his clothes as her grinding ass pulled his pajama bottoms down! Samantha's ass was now working on his cock faster. His pre-cum made everything slippery! He was so close! He had to do it. He had to feel her tits! He reached up and grabbed her tits with both hands, pretending he was only trying to stop her, while kneading them. “Okay, Dan, I want you to turn around and sit down slowly on the chair,” Mistress May commanded.Dan did as instructed and slowly turned around and began to sit. He felt hands holding his torso and guiding him towards the chair. Suddenly Dan felt something hard poking at his ass and he stopped.“Dan, keep going. It won’t hurt you much and is for your own good. Just sit down.”Sighing, Dan continued sitting and felt his ass being guided onto the hard object. Once it was fully lodged in his asshole,. "Stand facing the rail, and watch yourself in the mirror," she told him sternly. He took up position, his cock below the rail, just a few feet in front of the spy holes. He stared at his reflection and felt his blood race as he saw his mistress step up to his side.Miss Davenport towered over him as she admired his tight bottom, and took a fresh grip on the cane."Now! For your lesson, David," she breathed as she tapped his rampant cock with her cane. Her arm rose and her wrist expertly flicked. When he was finally able to speak, Al told me that in all the years with his wife he never saw her completely nude like he was seeing me now. I asked him if it got his motor running or if it was off-putting. His reply was to point at the tent in his shorts. So I leisurely approached him, dropped to my knees and pulled his shorts down with me.As I administered a slow and sloppy blow-job while gently fondling his balls, Al asked if I could slide a finger in his ass like the last time. Knowing.