Of course, considering what had been done to him, and the fact that he’d been ready to kill himself over it when I found him, his attitude was under...tandable.“I have no doubt. If you don’t mind, let’s go over how we present it a few times now. I’d like to see what our plan is and see if I can come up with any ideas to screw it up.”Thankfully, they laughed at my self-depreciation, not that I was completely joking. If I stopped to think about it, sometimes I still had problems adapting to where. I treated that cock the way such a magnificent thing should be treated. I took it deep until I gagged, remembering all the time that I am his cheap whore and he is the master. He eventually started to fuck my mouth, which meant that he was going to cum. And cum he did, shooting firstly down my throat, before pulling out and finishing off over my face. He used fingers to guide all the cum into my mouth, with me licking his fingers and then his cock clean.It was incredible, but I had not yet. "Daddy, you beat us to the table this morning. Did you leave us any food?" Kita asked, from where she stood beside her chair with Chiqa in her arms."Of course I did. There's a nice hot donut for you and I'm sure someone is making Chiqa's breakfast right now," I said, not actually lying.I picked them both up in my arms and managed to hold onto Chiqa as I let Kita settle into the chair and get ready to accept her charge. For some reason they were both grinning at me when I sat back down. Rose. He must have finally dozed off into a sleep full of dreams. He fought to remember them, but his conscious mind told him it would be futile. He rarely remembered any dreams.But these dreams ... they were different. They were erotic ... very sexual. They featured voluptuous women, all wanting to bestow their favours on him. All but one, that is. Connie was crying in the background, her hands covering her eyes. He couldn't make out what she was trying to say, but she was distraught about.