I leaned down as close to her ear as I could, and whispered, “I’m fucking your asshole !” She took a huge gasping breath at this, but made no r...ply. I began to pick up the pace, and said, “What am I doing?” She let out a long groan of arousal. “You’re...you’re fucking ...” and for the first time she seemed to take pleasure from what she was saying. “...my asshole1” And to my surprise she began to repeat it over and over—“You’re fucking my asshole ! You’re fucking my asshole !”—in rhythm with. Frank appeared at the door. She took a deep breath and held the coffee out to him. Surprised Frank took the coffee. You are up early baby girl. She smiled. I could not sleep. Are you all right baby girl? He ask concerned for her. Yes, Dad I am fine. It is just that I missed being tied, blindfolded with your cock in my ass. She giggled. Sorry baby girl but it can't be in two holes at once and your mom comes first. Dad I know and I will never interfere with mom's needs. Baby girl you have a big. " She scampered off hopefully toward the kitchen, her wrinkled mini-skirt only half-heartedly pulled down to cover her slime-painted ass. As much as I loved the sight, I didn't want blood or cum stains on any of the furniture, so I told her to clean up first.After she headed downstairs, I headed to the phone in my bedroom. I had the beginnings of a plan.-o0o-A couple of hours later, after dinner, just as I thought about getting in another slice of Kimmie pie, the phone rang. Good, they'd found. We've been tied for about 30 minutes now, so we are both ready for this to be over.John stands up and walks over to look at our point of union. "Looks like the swelling is starting to go down, Bitch. You should be free soon. But, I gotta go before the wife starts wondering whatxs keeping me."Getting down on his knees in front of me, John grabs my hair and pulls my head to his, looks at me eye level and tells me "Take real good care of King. He's a good dog, he just likes fucking people too much.