"I'm not going to go on like this. How many does this make five? Six? I don't know why you suddenly decided that everything we've worked for doesn't m...tter, but if you don't get yourself under control, I'm going to take the girls and get a legal separation."I felt my guilt transform instantly into anger. "They're my girls and I'll never let you take them. I don't care what you do, stay, go or drop dead, but I'll never let you take my girls if it takes every cent I have." My voice had been. I never thought that having an audience would be such a turn on. It was as if to have him watching us confirmed that it was real.I reached down and pulled her head towards me. Her mouth instinctively slid across the end of my cock and her lips slowly explored the shape of it all the way to the base before slowly retreating back. My eyes felt like they were doing somersaults in my skull and my toes were digging into my shoes. She repeated this movement slowly but steadily. I sensed that I had no. I was so close to cumming. I could feel it building up inside me, but I knew that my master would not let me cum without his permission.“Sir, may I please cum?” I gasped. I could barely let more than a syllable out at once between gasps from his cock being shoved into my ass.“No, you fucking slut. Not until you have learned your lesson. Will you speak in the movie theater again?”“Nah…no, sir!” I gasped. I could feel my pussy constricting, I was so ready to cum.“I don’t think the gentleman in. “Dad reached out to her, saying, “Oh, I can fix that. Come sit with me.”She giggled and said, simply, “Good,” as she let him pull her down on his lap in his recliner. He hugged her, put his hand high up on her thigh and said, “I’ll have you warmed up and your little motor running in no time, sweetheart.”“Hmm, thanks,” she said, smiling at him.Whoa! I began to feel a little funny, a little aroused. This is weird, I thought. My dad is basically making a pass at my young wife and I’m almost.