‘Lay down beside me, there’s something I want to show you.’ She looked up at me with such a dreamy expression I couldn’t help but smile and la... down on the bed with her. If she was tired a few moments before, she wasn’t showing it now. She put her arm across my chest and kissed me just as passionately as she had earlier. Her hand walked it’s way over my chest, down my stomach, and came to rest on the erection that still throbbed within my jeans. ‘You were planing on leaving without taking care. I need to fuck you hard. She smiles. As they reach the bedroom, he puts her in the bed. He says finish your pants, as he goes to the cabinet that holds the toys. He pulls out the handcuffs, and the toy he knows she loves the best, the vibrator. He looks at her, sitting there on the bed, with her hair still wet from the shower, her long blonde hair is still a mess from the towel, he loves that look on her. So carefree, a woman so positive of herself that she can do anything with it and still. That was a lie, but I excused it because it was true in myheart.He demanded proof and ordered me to turn on my web cam.I took another swig of beer. I took a deep breath. I clicked the cameraicon on my computer.His voiced boomed out of the speakers. It was a deep, very male baritone.The voice shook my core like bass speakers at a music concert. There wasa long moment of silence, and then. "Good, slut. Please stand so I canlook at you."I did as directed. I stood there on display for what seemed. Dad I am 18 years old, I am an adult I dont have a curfew and mom lets me do as I please. That just pisses him off more. I dont care what your mother does ever since that whore went to live with her little boy toy. Also as long as you live in my house your you will follow my damn rules. He looks her up and down seeing that she has grown up so much. She is wearing a pink halter top that shows off her 34d cup breasts perfectly, a tight jean mini skirt that hugs her hips perfectly and if she was.