“So what are the rules?” There were always rules. The role of the chaperone was to see that boundaries were respected and that above all, nothing ...appened that could compromise The House. “No speaking. Only her master can instruct her. No pain more than a slap. Certainly nothing that could leave a mark. Her safe word is Lancelot”. “Is that it?” “That's it. Mouth, cunt....arse....it's all fair game. All...” Karl's hand was already inside his robe, stroking his cock. I heard a groan from a across. ”I gently breathed out a warm breath towards his face, and slapped him on the cheek. From my personal experience, this is a very provocative gesture. No man can refuse such a temptation.The succubus should have such a temperament, after all, I learned it from that senior - as the user, but it still seems to be quite effective.At least in front of him, his face was as red as an apple because of shame, and it was easy to feel his excitement and panic, and he seemed very at a loss in the face of. The feeling of her nipples being touched and pinched is so intense that it sends it right down between her legs. He takes her shirt off and begins to kiss her breasts softly. He then licks her nipple, flicking his tongue against it, making it harder, if that’s even possible. She starts to arch her back a little. She can’t control her body and what it wants. He sucks her nipples for quite a while; he knows how wet it makes her. He can feel his cock getting so big and he can’t wait for what’s to. My dad was happy to see her back to normal and immediately asked to change and come for dinner. I didn’t want to change. I planned to stay with mom the whole night and listen to her fucking story. We three then went for dinner and to the dining table.“Dad, today you sleep in my room, and I will sleep with mom,” I said“Why do you think that I will let you sleep in my room? Not happening,” dad exclaimed.“You have already stayed for two days, and still four days are left. It’s my birthday today.