I plead to be released. He denied me, telling me he was not asking he was telling me to make his pussy cum. He focused me back again with my name, "cu...painslut". I could not deny it, as I again came. I placed the tasty handle in my mouth and cleaned my sweet, musky juices off of it.My lunch requirement this day was to place five clothes pins on pussy lips and clit to expose it to hair brush bristles. Also he pushed for me to cum twice. Sadly between meetings and work overload there was no lunch. He had been a weak fool. He had so much to make up for, but, by God, he would. He slipped his arm under and around his sleeping daughter, pulling her to his side with her head on his shoulder and one breast pressing into his chest. He made three or four gentle strokes on her silky bottom before he drifted off.In the pale light of pre-dawn, he awoke once more, this time stunned to find another naked body plastered to his other side. Jordan! How? This was definitely an unplanned complication.. I asked her why she had had a burglar alarm installed. She laughed and said that it wasn’t an alarm system. We went into the room we use as an office and the computer was on and there were now a few more cables. My wife then explained that each ‘sensor’ was in fact hiding at least one camera. There was a camera pointing at each glory hole in the corridor as well as one covering the whole corridor area, and one in each bedroom pointing at the gloryhole. She told me that each camera filmed. At uni. But. I haven’t seen him in a while. I…’ She was starting to look a bit uncertain, so I reminded her where she was by pulling her hair a bit tighter and fucking her harder. It worked and she continued to buck back. ‘It’s okay, baby. You’ve had a long day. Just let yourself be a bad girl.’ She seemed to react well to that and pushed harder against my cock. ‘This is my first time in this village. I’m travelling down further south, I just had some time to kill before my next train.’She.