I tell her, we are. I open her legs as she is standing and I slip the bullet into her slippery box. She asks me what it is as I turn it on. Her knees ...uckle from the shock of the vibration inside her pussy. I tell her to get her fucking ass back on my bed. She quickly obeys and says she's sorry about wetting the bed. I tell her, it's about to get a lot wetter.I turn the vibrator up and stand back to watch as she writhes and squirms. She can’t stay still. I go to rub her clit and her pussy is. Joan was her master as with her avid tongue she drew the girl's secret juices down her throat."Let's go into the living room," Joan said. "We'll be more comfortable. And don't let's make it an evening of you silently obeying my commands on your hands and knees. I'm much too excited for all of that. I want to know about the circus job!"The room they entered was essentially black and white. The walls were charcoal, the heavy shag rug, white. The couch was covered in real zebra skin. Before it. Now, the equipment was in top shape and Tami’s body’s every move was recorded.For a girl with such modesty, this was the pinnacle of depravity and degradation. She screamed out as another orgasm swept over her but her scream was not pure joy but one also of anguish and pain. Another orgasm, loud cheers from the crowd, cheerleaders screaming out her name?it was all a blur—suddenly a bright light in her face made her cry out---CHAPTER 7?What the hell,? she screamed as she sat bolt upright in bed.. Giggling. Coming from her parent’s room. Excitement welling up inside her, Ariel glided across the hall and pressed herself against the door of the master bedroom. Her weight caused the door to suddenly come ajar. Ariel froze, had she been discovered? But when she heard that the giggling had not ceased, she mustered her courage to peek into the gap of the door. Ariel gasped silently. There, on the bed, was her father, legs spread open, his ‘thing’, bushy and limp, hanging downwards. He was.