You like it when your daddy fucks you. You know how disgusting that is, and yet you still want more. You agree to me my slave. You have know clue what...it coming." He told me not to move, that he'd be right back. Daddy came back with something metal. They were clamps. He played with my nipples, pinching and pulling, twisting and pulling. It hurt pretty bad, but what he did next was even worse. The clamps hurt worse, but there was a third one that he latched on my clit. More screaming. He flicked. "Wow" She gasped."Your cock is much bigger than my husbands".At this she took my cock in her hand and proceeded to slowly wank it before taking her tongue and licking the tip.This was very sensual and turned me on immensely.She began to suck down on my cock and managed to take it all the way down her throat.She was an expert at deep throating my cock and i wasn't sure how long i would be able to last.She must have sensed this as she suddenly stopped.She stood up and pulled her dress up around. I created the blobs where my eyes were, just a fraction forward so their front surfaces weren't buried. It created an image in my brain that was no different from that of my real eyes, which surprised me, as I'd expected two overlapping superimposed images.I wondered whether that meant the input from the light blobs was being sent to my optic nerves in some way, so the brain thought it was coming from the eyeballs in the usual way. I can block pain, which travels down nerves, so maybe I could. " Be strong now, my wife! Troubled times are coming. Let no man or woman enter this house and be vigilant at all times!"Carrying his good yew stave and his quiver, but also his sword, Pelle left Lemdalen on horse back. By early afternoon, he reached the clearing and saw the smoke from one of the new kilns. Five men were working to fill another kiln while a sixth, Matthias, watched the one currently charring. They all stopped their work and gathered around Pelle."Tjark, brother, I need a wagon.