Tether around his ankles, and then. . . .Her uneventful evening shift intruded on her fantasy again and shefelt tired as she continued along the rural...highway. Again she thoughtabout getting home, having a bath and a snack and then joining Peter in theliving room for an hour of telly before retiring to bed and dreamland withankles chained together until after breakfast next morning.The little Austin purred along in third gear as she negotiated a slight inclineand turn in the road that led into. Though I was looking forward to finding out just how talented her twenty-year protege might be.“Sarah told me she wants to watch me blow you Roger as a mea culpa for her blowing a man who was hung like a horse. Though she did tell me you enjoyed watching and you really enjoyed that man blowing you at the same time.“This should be very exciting, shall we get started?,” Trish asks as her protege stands behind her and slides down the zipper on her loose knee-length dress before she shrugs out of. “You choose daddy, I love your hands anywhere on me” I said. “Okay then baby girl. I’ll start on your boobs. Be prepared for me to wrap them around my cock, okay?” He responded as he released me from the ropes and taking off my blindfold. “Okay daddy” I said, laying on my back.I watched as daddy put his hands on my boobs. He always knew just where to touch that would send shivers down my spine. I whimpered as he gently rubbed them. “Daddy, please be rough on me. I want you to be” I said. The second spurt came right for hereyes and she jammed them closed, feeling it hit her forehead just aboveher eye.The rest of the load hit here and there, and then Steffie felt Ty usingthe head of his cock to smear it around on her face. She basked in hersissy-hood, soon feeling the wet smack as he cock-slapped her face. Sheopened her eyes as best she could; and then her mouth, which Typromptly filled with his softening cock."That was really good, Stephanie," Ty said. "You've been a good.