As soon as we make it to the room I got his clothes off of him as fast as I could, downed him onto the bed and climbed on top of him. I slide down ont... his hardness and didn’t hold anything back. I rode his cock harder than I think I every have, trembled with one orgasm right after the other until he finally flooded my hungry pussy with his cum. I can’t ever remember a time that I needed to feel him cum inside of me like I did that day. He didn’t ask a single question until we were finished. I could hear Daddy mumble under his breath, “Someone has been a very naughty and slutty girl,” before circling a finger over my clit. I could feel all sorts of emotions flood through my body and I am pretty sure it was the alcohol that made me courageous that night. I whispered to Daddy, “I think I need some more spankings; I am still feeling very slutty.” I held my breath not sure what to expect next.Instead of more spankings, Daddy did something I never imagined him doing: he plunged three. This was the first time that anyone had touched my boy parts since I was much younger and our older house slave woman had been the one to give me my baths. I remember one of the last times. She had spent an extra amount of time washing my weenie, as I called it then, and she got it hard. She smiled, gave it a squeeze and stopped. "Well young Massa Toby, it not be long fo you will want to spend some time with your father's slave girls. Be nice to them." She bend over and gave it a quick. Over the next day, Beth considered whether she'd even bother to get on cam with razr242 that night. Of course, when she dressed that morning, she picked out a very sexy pink bra and panties, the only purpose of which was to drive him wild. She knew at that point, in the back of her mind, that her mind was already made up. Still, the rest of her brain persisted in agonizing over the decision all day. * It was eight o'clock. Beth lay on her bed with her laptop open. She told herself repeatedly.