But there were no other diners present. Her heart had beat heavily in her throat as a blonde waitress came from doors at the far end of the room, and ...equested her order. All Jane could stomach was a simple vegetable soup. The fear of spending a night in the empty cold lodge seemed like something out of The Shining. When she finished her meal, she fled back to her room, taking care to lock the door behind her. It had started to snow heavily outside while she changed into her pyjamas. It wasn’t. He could admit that he loved my pussy but he couldn’t say that he loved me? The odds were severely against him. He was still on my shit list for last night and now he was in love with my pussy? What about me?! My anger seemed to turn me on even more as I thought of ways to hurt him. He then turned me on my back and grabbed my breasts hard. I spread my legs a bit wider and tucked my hips under. He bucked harder into me as he used me as his personal fuck toy. “Yes, yes, yes!” I moaned in ecstasy. Thankfully my worries were unfounded, and we’d spent some great time together.Upon arriving home from an early dinner I thought it might be time to raise the bar a little on our activities.“Is it time to gift wrap my present?” I asked. We’d discussed her wearing my gift earlier, but I wasn’t sure she’d do it.To my surprise she came back shortly after, looking a little embarrassed, and very hot, wearing nothing but a large satin bow that I’d bought her. I’d found it years before when we’d been. She moved over to me, sidling close, then nudging me to the right a few steps. “This way we can see her cunt,” whispered Mommy.I had a perfect view of Alice's cheekies pressed tight against her pubic mound, a dark, wet spot staining her crotch. Her lips molded to the pussy, tight and plump, virginal. Daddy moved behind her and then yanked her panties down her legs.“Daddy!” gasped Alice.“Oh, she's shaved,” Mommy moaned. “How naughty, Sir.”“Yes, and why are you shaved, slut? For a boy?”“Of course.