“Well… You were over here all by yourself and I just thought maybe you might want some company. I did, also… you know want to ask you if you cou...d help me with the math homework later tonight. I understand if you cant but I really need to pull my grade up.” She glanced up at him every little bit as she talked, talking faster than normal, trying to be through with the whole conversation as quickly as possible. Michael sensed that there was some sort of hidden agenda but didn’t feel like. ”“Do you like the way it feels when daddy finger fucks you, Samantha?” Mom askedJust then Sammie had her first orgasm on daddy’s finger. It was a little one compared to the huge ones mommy had; but compared to what we had been feeling when we did ourselves or each other, it was earth shattering. Samantha had that same well fucked look on her face that mommy got after daddy made love to her, and Sammie went to sleep almost immediately, right after a big, “Oh thank you daddy!”I grinned at daddy. I gagged, so he pulled it almost all the way out, then shoved it back in and did that slowly for a while. I could tell he liked gagging me, watching spit run down the sides of my mouth. He called me a good girl, and sped up his thrusts. He was eventually fucking my face as I gagged and squirmed trying to catch my breath. My whole face was wet from spit and tears, but the sight of this just made his cock harder. Then he positioned himself between my legs and I pleaded with him once more… I said. I stand. "On the bed, my love," as I walk to place the rest of his clothes on the chair.I see him laying on the bed smiling and my thoughts race. Can I do this? Can I?I take a step as I know for me there is no going back. I am at the foot of the bed looking at him as I undo my dress and let it slip completely off. My hair provides cover for my breasts, and the only things I am wearing are my satin panties, thigh high stockings, my gloves, and my pearls.One knee on the bed as my hands caress his.