" Promises. Promises," she giggled as she moved to sit on the couch, crossing her legs sexily in front of her and swinging a sandal-clad foot. "So wha... are you working on this morning?" Same old thing," he sighed. "I'm going back over my notes for the hundredth time trying to find the problem. But no matter what I do, I can't generate a force field strong enough to stop anything bigger than a sick humming bird." Mentally shrugging away his displeasure, "And what is my lovely daughter up to? I. I clean Master's cock with my mouth and we proceed with our day.I must always use my asshole, except when performing enema or showering. He likes it gaping and full. I like it too, it pleases master.Of course no underwear is allowed (bra or panties) so I go to work wearing a knee high skirt, and a tank top with little padding so I would have the excuse to not wear a bra. I like feeling my pussy and ass exposed.I work as a teacher so I mostly sit on my plug all day. It turns me on so much. At. You have something in all three of your fuck holes proving you are the whore you described when we were drinking. Me and three of the guys take an arm or leg each and stretch you across the table holding you wide open ready for each of us to fuck you in turn. I suggest slipping a pool ball up inside your wet pussy and making you push it out. You plead for me not to but your dripping fuck hole offers no resistance as it slides in easily. I lose my 8 ball for less than a couple of seconds as one. Anyway, I hailed the cab outside the restaurant, and I got in the cab and talked with the cab driver just like I'm doing to you now. I was not really listening to that driver just as you are not really listening to me now. I mean that's not really a bad thing, sometime tuning out other people's speech really doesn't hurt a thing. I used to do that all the time when at parties, when some of the nobodies opened up their mouth to kiss up my rear end or as the wives of those more important people.