Johnny considered his stepfather and thought, he isn't that big at all. He isn't half the man that my daddy is. He lifted his knees and opened his leg... wide, holding them under his knees to better expose his anus. “Do you want me like this, Mr. Carmichael?”, he said in a playful, childlike voice. Marian produced a tube of KY Jelly and applied it to his exposed anus. “Oh, my lord Johnny. You are such a naughty girl. Where did you learn to be such a shameless whore.”, she smiled. “Daddy’s gonna. I then reached back towards my crotch to wear the buckle of her underwear was and slowly undid it. I slowly dropped to my knees with the panties in both my hands, guiding it down her legs all the way to her feet. When my mouth was level with her but, my tongue automatically when to her pussy lips only for a second. I then removed the hand in her pussy from the back and worked my way back to my feet and slowly pressed my thriving cock to her butt hole, but put no pressure, I just let it rest. Rolling over onto her stomach she coughed, reaching out for something to hold, somewhere to hide… Screaming her throat burned…her body ached, head throbbed and she couldn’t shake this feeling there was someone else there. It was unbelievable, this sensation inside, as if she were burning from the inside out. Clawing at her skin, raking long blood stained nails down her arms, screaming as she scrambled to her feet, standing, running, searching, over and over, this endless cycle of torture and. FridayAs usual I arrived at my Mistress' house on time on Friday, and asusual she looked immaculate resting on her chaise longue, issuingcommands in such a confident effortless way. I had learned at anearly stage that her word is law, and anyway I had been forced by mywife Liz to sign a contract agreeing that I would accept withoutquestion that both Liz and Mistress Grace had complete control overmy life and all decisions. I knew that they found it amusing that itwas so easy to control me and.