“He’s not a teacher, but…” The girls were all rapt in attention. “… he is older.” They sat in silence for a few seconds, before Stacey w...ispered. “You mean… your… your dad?”Beth was aghast. Was she that obvious? “How did you know?”“Bitch, please.” Laurie piped up. “He’s a HUNK.” The girls all nodded. “She’s right, Beth. You have NOTHING to be ashamed about. I know I’ve wondered what it would be like to… kiss him. Like, REALLY kiss him,” Stacey added. “Kiss?” Laurie teased. “Is that all?”Stacey. Even at 18 years of age, he was still terribly immature. It was embarrassing for a man to be watched while he masturbated. I got so close and personal that the shared burden gave me a sense of dominance.I just sat there, beside him as he ran his hand up and down his hard, youthful cock.Against my better judgement, my body, my pussy ached with need, watching my son performing such an intimate act. The room filled with his adolescent odor. So thick and pungent, it went right to my brain.However,. I could see it in Becky’s eyes that she hated this new development, but she also knew that I had her in the palm of my hand, she knew I owned her.I looked Becky over, she was still on all fours, but she didn’t quite look the part of a dog to me. I went over to my parent’s room and retrieved the tail butt plug from Becky’s suitcase and a roll of duct tape from the closet. I returned to the bathroom to see Becky still obediently on all fours. I told her to get on her back, which she does. With. " This guy takes popular classical songs and re-interprets them. This one's..." Estelle said as she tried to remember the name of the song."The Nutcracker Suite," Amelia finished for her."Oh," said Sophia, "I thought the melody sounded familiar." Wait'll you hear what they did to Bolero!" Estelle exclaimed, her face unable to hide her delight."It's... alright." Interjected Sophia's boyfriend, trying to sound as though he were merely trying unsuccessfully to hide his displeasure. Everyone at the.