On one hand I was a bit afraid for him because though performance driving schools were mostly safe, accidents were well known, and a few deaths had oc...urred. I didn't want anything to happen to him.On the other hand getting away from the bitches, me included, who hurt him, would be the best thing for him. The school he picked was in Arizona. It would take him a few days to get there. I called his cell phone and tracked it to see where he was. All I needed him to do was pick up the phone. The. I told her again that I was right there on the edge and, if anything, she became bore aggressive in her cocksucking till I exploded in her mouth. I opened my eyes and to my shock, it wasnt Donna blowing me. It was my daughter June. In the background I could see Donna sitting naked in a chair playing with her cunt and tits while our daughter swallowed my load of cum without spilling a drop. June lifted her head off my cock. I love you Daddy. Ive wanted to do this for years. Mom and I got talking. ..but I'm well trained by Mistress not to cum until she allows it. I. AM. HERS. and so is my cock and semen. So the work day is finally over and I can't get out of the office soon enough, I practically run out the door. Once I get to the truck as I have been instructed I all my Mistress to see if there is anything she needs me to get on my home. Today's list is simple and it gets me excited: chocolate syrup, ice cream, peanut butter, a cherry pie, carrots, and cucumbers. I know that. I put my hand on his thigh, and squeezed it when he made me laugh at an old joke we shared. I commented on how his hair had grown since I saw him last, and ran my fingers through it. I knew I was a little tipsy, but that didn't matter. I was dizzy with his scent, and the power of my little red skirt was taking over me. Slowly, everyone at the bar faded away. I found myself leaning in to him and speaking softer, slower and biting my lip when I waited for his responses. After a few minutes I.