This time I knew the cry came from me, though the mare could easily have spoken at the same time and I would not have heard her. That was how intense ...y climactic moan was. But it was nothing compared to the feel of my pussy convulsing around my fingers. Or the sensation of my hot, gooey cum flowing around them. Or the feel of it spraying on my thighs. Or&hellip, I never got a chance to finish the thought because I had just remembered the incestuous pounding taking place before me. My eyes. I sobbed against him. ‘I’m not going anywhere. I start grad school in the fall.’ When I calmed down, I hit him, pretty hard this time. ‘How could you let me think that, even for a moment? That’s cruel.’ ‘I didn’t, I had, I didn’t realize you’d hear it that way. It never crossed my mind for a second to go anywhere without you. How could you think that?’ Now he sounded incredulous. ‘I don’t know. It just sounded like, I have no idea. I’m sure there’s a good reason in there somewhere, but I don’t. ??Time passes slowly but?it is unlikely I am?showing any outward sign of this as the usual nuances of?poised anticipation?are long lost?by the?practised wait in my bedroom many times before. I simply?stand here?for My Master whilst internally?fighting and?winning the insane urge to play with 'my' clit as He often likes me to do whilst waiting for Him.?I'm acutely aware of the dripping. So mind occupying. I look up and let the?sun splash on my face, close my eyes and try to recall long summer. My nerve was starting to wane when Paige commented.“Come in Daddy. I have been waiting for you.”Paige was on her back wearing a very shear red set of baby doll lingerie. She had been reading and doing some research as there are a number of books spread out on the bed. She looked so angelic. My eyes ran down her body and stopped at her crotch. I was sure that there was a trace of tight curly brown hair framing her love lips. John Thomas wanted to join the conversation, pushing against my robe as.