Bondage. Nipple clamps. Spankings. Rough anal sex! All of it! You have to consider all of it. You have to take her by the scruff of the neck and disci...line her.“Because it makes you hard! It excites you to discipline your naughty, slutty daughter!”I gasped as more needles jabbed into my mind. Daddy groaned and then... then he transformed.Lust burned in his eyes. He suddenly loomed so tall over me, his back straightening. For the first time in my life, he felt like a man, like a Daddy. I. He had been watching the interview and was plainly interested in what he was seeing, even though it now seemed completely natural to him for her shirt to be pulled up and her four massive breasts to be hanging out in the middle of the hallway. His eyes followed the nonexistent bouncing of her chest as she approached.I panned over to him, and as soon as he came into the frame he too became incredibly attentive, clearly glad to be on camera and eager to be commanded."You think her big tits are. She offered me tea to which I refused, but she insisted me to take it. I said did not drink tea and I asked her where the uncle and children were then she told me your uncle is on duty to office and kids were in school. I was getting frustrated sitting alone at home, so I force you for tea, please. Then I took this golden opportunity and told her what can I do for you? She laughed and understood what is in my mind. All the way we both were free in talk; I was talking naughtily as she is also. I pushed into him, feeling his gentle kiss. I ran my fingers through his hair and his hands followed my body down to my waist. We kissed with renewed passion, his tongue dancing with mine. We fell to the floor gently and he held me, our forms surrounded by tall grass, our lips still connected, moving in harmony. I was on top of him my thighs escaping my skirt. He ran a had up my leg until he met my bum. His hand moved over my bum and up my back, lifting my top. I pulled it off, our.