Amy’s eyes finally came back into view and she instinctively wanted to please her father as she took his penis back into her teen mouth. “Sweetie ...hat feels wonderful.”Amy let his penis slip from her mouth and she looked up at her father with a smile and her blue doe like eyes and said, “Anything for you daddy. I just wished I was brave enough to have done all this stuff with you, like ~ a few years ago when I started playing with myself.”Miles dropped to his knees and he hugged her tight and. Though he wasn’t lying when he said that this was where it really went down. He took up the pace a few notches and gave it to me even harder than before. He had me screaming of pleasure, yet I wasn’t sure how long I would be able to take this. I had to milk his dick with my sphincter for all I was worth if I wanted to bring this to a satisfying end.‘‘You’ve got a lot of cum for me daddy?’’He grinned. ‘‘What’s the matter son, you’re getting tired already?’’ Say one thing, he was intuitive. Damn. Meanwhile, Mistress filled my day with constant humiliation. I no longer ate my food from HER pussy. Now I ate from HER mouth. SHE chewed on her food and then kissed me, moving her chewed food from her mouth to mine. I was required to beg her permission to piss and shit. And since Mistress would not be home for most of the day, relying on the sonic gates to keep me locked up, I would wear diapers so I would dirty her house if I had an ?accident?. Of course I was forbidden to have an ?accident?. Finally, the day of the confrontation and I was still torn; she was one of my very favorite people and she was stealing from me. I asked her to stay late after work saying that there were things I wanted to discuss with her.After the office was closed I locked up and led Martha back to my apartment. Damn it, she still stirred me; she was wearing a dotted Swiss dress, black polka dots with thin shoulder straps and a bit of flirtatious tulle around the bottom, her brassiere had to be strapless.