They're so fast. But they're showing me how."Arranging herself more comfortably, she continued, "They showed me their classroom — well all of them d...d, the women included. Dad, they have real computers with gigantic, high-resolution screens that are the best there is. Not like the junk that we have at school. Heck our teacher barely knows more about computers than I do. But Dr. Boswell and Laura are teaching everybody to write programs. Not just simple stuff like we've had at school, but real. “I’m your new Goddess,” I said, reveling in this new power. “Especially since you’ll be worshipping my cunt regularly.”“Oh yes, Mistress,” she moaned as her breathing already implying her orgasm was imminent after only a minute or so of rough double penetration.The term ‘Mistress’ surprised me, but also greatly excited me. I was a submissive to my son, my lover, without a doubt, yet I could also be a dominant with her and perhaps on occasion even with Kennedy if we one day met.Paul and I pumped. "Would you like a drink while we try to sort this out, white wine?" Yes, please," she replied emphatically as she sat heavily onto a kitchen chair. I prepared the drinks and taking the delivery docket from the art dealer, I spread it out on the table in front of her."I don't mean anything by asking you this but do you know this art dealer?" Paul what are you thinking, I had nothing to do with this, I don't own any art works," and looking down she read the delivery docket, "and I don't know this. “Daddy!” I whimpered. “You're pumping me full of your sperm. You're breeding me!”“Yes!” he growled and kissed me.I clung to him, our tongues dancing, as my naughty cunny licked up all that jizz. I shuddered, the heat rushing through me. My mind melted beneath it. Joy and bliss filled me up. I had my daddy's cum in my pussy.Just where it belonged.Then Daddy pulled out of me. I shuddered as the cameras aimed down at my cunt. I clenched my pussy as I kissed daddy, forcing out his milky jizz to.