I imagined that it was me Daddy was feeding his long, thick dick to -- that it was me making the crazy and happy sounds of orgasmic pleasure. Daddy bu...lt himself up to a fast, intense rhythm and I began to match it as I watched my parents fuck.Long before Daddy made Mom cum again, I was sobbing with my own pleasure as orgasmic delight ripped through my body, my cunt walls contracting around my cucumber toy while below me, Daddy was fucking Mom hard, calling out to her, "Take Daddy's cock,. Master I would do my best to please you and receive your loving pleasure if I were on my death bed. He headed for the locked door without saying anything.They hurried to follow him like two kids entering a toy store. He led them to the center of the room where two snap hooks hung from the ceiling on a hoist.They noticed he had been busy getting things ready for them since the roller table had various items used for restraint, pain and pleasure. He smiled when they both trembled and moaned at. They each wore coordinating four-inch heels.After a few drinks and small talk, we discussed each of their projects Paula was looking for something that would break the 'soccer mom' look that she had, something sultry and 'dirty,' as she put it, for her husband. Michelle said she wanted a full nude style, sort of Playboy Playmate style, to prove that over-forty moms still 'had it,' in her words. I took notes and asked follow-up questions, as I would need them to create the art that they. Worst case scenario? Lots of denial and the probability that itcould be laughed off as a joke. With the document signed and left on herdesk, he had gone back to the other room, if anything, he was expectingher to take the mickey out of him later for being so easy to lead on,then having the contract given back or torn up, but one way or the other,he wasn't to be bluffed, if that was what it was.Now he sat at his desk, the contract in an envelope in front of him, hewas lucky enough to be one of.