I felt a little let down but dam did I score better than I had ever expected.So as we were about to leave Kayla looked down at her feet in my wife’s...shoes, wiggled her toes and again said how much she really liked them and needed to find where my wife had bought them. I threw it out there for her to take them if she wanted but we would need to meet up in order for me to get them back. She looked at her sandals and said she may just need to take me up on that offer as her sandals where. He stopped when he felt himself getting close. He pulled him self out looked down and saw she has spit all over her face it was a turn on to him. "Are you having fun yet my little slut. Remember your here for my pleasue,but if your a good little fuck toy i might let you cum. You may only cum if i allow it. If you cum with out my permission you will be sorry." With that he shoved his dick in her tight pussy and started to fuck her hard. Her pussy felt so good on his hard dick. It was so tight. It had caused casualties on both sides, prevented me from being happy and making any attempts he made at relationships crash and burn. But maybe all our past had been a road, a road to where I now found myself, standing, shaking, my hand on the polished brass door knob that lead to so many possibilities. I took a deep calming breath, steading the butterflies that crashed about inside chest. I had two options before me, open this door and face something that could potentially be the path to the. The anger melted out of her face. Her body’s tension vanished, her hands unclenching from fists. She shook her head, her eyes widening, bewilderment crossing her face. Her hands went up to her breasts. She took a step back.“W-what, Bess?”“This how a father disciplines his daughter,” I said, more prickling pain hitting my mind. The more my commands changed someone, the more it tingled or even hurt. “How a parent disciplines their daughter when she’s naughty.”Mother shuddered, shaking her head..