I decided to go for a walk and leave them to it, when I got back I met my daughter in the hall way,she was a bit drunk she wrapped her arms around me ...elling me she loved her daddy, she smelt fantastic her hand brushed over my cock bringing it to life it grew instantly,she felt it press on her leg and touched it again. She took my hand and led me upstairs with devilment in her eyes and led me into her bedroom.I told her she was drunk but she confessed she rubbed her pussy a few times after. I grabbed Claire's toy bag and opened it, grabbed a double-sided dildo and some clamps and a piece of string. I made both of them strip, Claire had smaller breast but her had a body that made most men and women randy. Her nipples were pierced with ring and a chain attached, that I lead her around by. Her labia lips pierced too with a long chain atttached to her inner right lip. I grabbed her long chain forcing her close to me. I lubed up the double sided dildo and rammed up her ass. Then I. I was, after all, a ‘submissive’ at heart. I’d developed a psycho-sexuality that caused me to live the reality of ‘it’s better to give then to receive’.Once again, the paddling had stopped but not my crying. It’d been a challenge to keep my face between Tammy’s cheeks while I was being so severely paddled. As I’d begun to cry, it felt like her bottom had quivered with approval. When I began ‘sobbing’ it had become next to impossible to maintain my position and my face slipped from its place of. Well that all ended when one day, when I felt someone behind me stroking my bottom.It was something different from my usual start to the day, and it did have an attractive sort of naughtiness, a slight titillation and benevolent feel to it, pardon the pun, as the guy taking liberties, was not really in my league, he was someone you guys in Britain would label, 'A Chancer'As there are many sayings that spring to mind, 'Nothing ventured, Nothing gained', best sums up this guys attempt, to have.