He rolled back on his haunches and Sara slid out from under her, rubbing her tits against Jamey's back as he moved into position to fuck his daughter,...urging him into the sweet pussy they both had just been hungrily eating. Jamey started working at Cindy's upturned butt, sliding his tool up and down her wet crack. Sara crawled up to where Cindy was half sucking and half jacking on Brad."Dad's going to fuck you now," she said, her voice low in her throat, "and I'm going to fuck Brad." Just then. His mind flashed back to the scene where he had blatantly had checked out her physique, remembering her sad looking face and her bright red lips in particular. He was not sure what she was playing at and didn’t want to get in trouble again.He took a deep breath before he replied, trying to keep his voice as neutral as possible, “Yes Sindy?”“Please don’t fuck up.”His mouth fell open hearing the sentence, having great trouble to keep his calm but he managed reply soothingly, “Don’t worry,. Her look was boring into me, “Did that happen? Was it real?” she calmly asked. I wasn’t even remotely calm.“It-it was a long time ago. Over ten years. I couldn’t tell you!” and I tried to justify myself, “I tried not to, I wanted to get out of there.”“And she forced you? Is that it? So you’re telling me it did happen?”Hell, what now? “It never happened again, I promise! Eleven years ago.”She opened her tablet again, “I quote, ‘Suddenly her lips were on mine. They were soft, so God dam soft’.”. Sleep training was once a week or so, and Jeannette could sleep through the night.Master Paul met her one evening after dinner. "Slave J, it's time for a live test on your sleep training. You will spend the night with me, after I use you, you must lay down and sleep quietly, not disturbing me." Yes Master." Jeannette said happily. She had never been allowed to sleep right next to A Master before.Jeannette followed him to a different hallway, and a room with a bed in it. Master turned and gave.