"Yes," I grinned."Wow! Dad, it's beautiful!" So are you, Janey. I noticed you haven't been wearing the collar every chance you get, and I just wanted ...o make sure it's OK with you now." I was kind of looking forward to it, Sensei. These nights are always so special, and," she grinned impishly, "I don't just mean the presents. I was hoping you'd think of it, too."With that, she slipped to her knees and offered me the gift of her collar. She must have been practicing with her mother, because the. His hands calloused and rough.He was a real man. Not like President Carver. Or my brothers. Though Faizel came close.Daddy sank down on his recliner. The leather creaked. He kicked it back, stretching it out all the way. He groaned in relief as he stared at my body. It made my pussy so wet feeling him admiring me. He drank in my youthful beauty, staring at my young tits and barely legal cunt. I shivered and then sauntered forward, my breasts jiggling.I rubbed at his hard muscles as I knelt at. Brad was paying particular attention to my breasts as I was soaping his cock and feeling it getting hard in my hand. I knew one of two things was going to happen. Brad and I would get off right here, or we would come back upstairs after breakfast. I hoped Brad would agree with my choice. If not, I will just turn around, lean on the wall, and let him fuck me right here. I let go of his cock and held his face in my hands, and said, “Let’s finish up and go down and have breakfast. We can come back. For the most part I didn’t care. So there I was at 18, my sister 22. My parents were away for a week and Sarah was upstairs. My girlfriend Jess and I had been seeing a lot less of each other lately; I wondered if we would break up soon. The thought didn’t really bother me; whenever we fucked, I was mostly thinking about Sarah anyway. Sarah came downstairs wearing a short skirt and a tight top. “Joe will be here any minute,” she said. Joe was her boyfriend. “Try not to stare at his ass too.