Since exiting the house and he had seen the manner in which she was dressed, his eyes had remained locked upon her. His looks betraying the nature of ...is thoughts, what would he think in knowing, should her Master order it, in being a slave, those carnal thoughts would be made real as she would obediently give of herself in anyway demanded. That reality was doing nothing to calm the stirrings between her legs.Her eyes continuing to follow the progress of the limousine, recognizing they were. It was wonderful. We began to live together. She moved all her stuff from the city to my college-town apartment. But after a few months something was just not right. She moved out again, back to her city. She would come back to visit and we would fuck each other. But something was still wrong. This happened several times. Finally, I just told her it wasn't working, even though I loved the sex part. And we parted ways for good, it seemed. Another two years went by. I was in my thirties. I didn't. You’ll know when it’s time to greet your son.”Obediently, I gave her a deep kiss, packed with all the love I felt for her, and stood up from the bed. I returned to the terrace to wait, just like all the anxious fathers before me. Time seemed to slow to a crawl.Over the next hour we were joined by Giuseppe, Tomas, Hector, Miguel and Maco. Izabella ensured fresh coffee was available for all of us as we waited, and she did it with a smile.My nerves were worn thin and I was about ready to head down. As Ted went upstairs he glanced in the direction of Jenny's mother and managed to get a glimpse down her open top to witness a deep cleavage.Once in Jenny's bedroom, Ted wasted no time in ordering her to strip; Jenny looked concerned and hesitated until the threat of severe punishment and the hint that her mom may like a look at his camera. Quickly jenny divested herself of her clothes and stood waiting to hear her fate. Ted then ordered her to remove his cock from his trousers and make it hard.