My tongue started to slide up and down, exploring her wetness as Alex picked up the pace, sliding in and out until I could feel his balls press agains... my ass.“Oh fuck, Taylah, your tongue feels so good!”Spurred on by her compliment, I flattened my tongue and pushed the tip inside her, fucking her pussy as my fingers rubbed her clit. Her moans grew louder as I slid a finger inside. I curled it upwards, tapping her spot, over and over until I could feel her start to tremble. I too was starting. "You have to look Daddy right in the eyes whenyou do ok sweetie." Daddy even though I am only a sissy and not a real girl, can I please beyour cocksucking princess?" I ask looking into Daddy's eyes like heasked. Saying these words filled me with so many diffrent feelings andthoughts. There was the obvious feeling of submission. Being on myknees asking Daddy if I can be his sissy cocksucking princess really addsto the submissive feeling, and on top of that, he made me say that I amnot a girl,. But it was always Susan’s.They debated about how they could handle things better when Daphne had sex again. They looked at it from her point of view. Of course she thought she was hallucinating. Any sane person would assume that if you hear your dead father’s voice you are hallucinating. Since he had died young and unexpectedly, within the past few years, the psychiatrists would be less surprised. If these hallucinations happened during sex, they would nod knowingly, especially those with. "She doesn't even really need me to touch her, she gets off so much on the whipping." There were a couple of little slaps on her lower belly. "You do, don't you?" Alex asked in a stern voice. "Yes, I do." Corrine's voice was almost a whimper. Alex returned to Corrine's backside. The crop found a rhythm and I could tell Corrine's ass was turning pink, even from where I stood, even in the soft light. She twitched up to meet the whip. Her face was flushed and sweating. Her eyes were closed. Her.