"Have you finally decided on one of your beaus? Trying to turn him on?" she asked, snooping."No." You're becoming a real slut Gabby," Jane teased.I wa...! It was these bloody panties, every second I was wearing them my pussy seemed to hum.We had an agreement daddy and I. Oh, it wasn't written down or anything, in fact we hadn't discussed it in over five years. Still, it existed. And now I was about to break it.Mom left us when I was six. Just walked out on her young daughter and loving husband.. He sat down demurely ensuring theskirts covered his lap, a bit like a maiden aunt thought Susan.Tea was again poured and two teaspoons of sugar added for Donald. He drankgratefully while Susan mused, "Don't be shy but we ought to get you out ofyour wet pants."Donald blushed bright red so Susan sought to ease his difficulty. "It canhappen when someone is overwrought, nothing to be ashamed of. Anyway Ithought it would be an opportunity for you to match the gender of the restof your clothes with. Each morning starts with her sucking my cock until I either instruct her to cease or to continue to completion. Every time I come in her mouth she swallows all my spunk. If for any reason she has been sloppy and soiled the sheet through failing to swallow all or allowing her to drool from a sloppy blow job, she receives an immediate two dozen hard swipes from a riding crop I keep beside the bed.Additionally, every morning she also receives a milder whipping of 100 strokes from the riding crop. Looking at Dana, I said, "It's my wife." And then I pushed the answer button. "Hi Katie." "Hi Frankie, how is your day going? Will you be coming home very soon?" "No sweetheart, I'm afraid I'm going to have to be here for most of the afternoon. I probably won't be home until 5:00 or 6:00 o'clock." "Andrea just called. She and a couple of the other girls from work are planning to meet at the mall for lunch. As long as you're not going to be home this afternoon, I think I'll join them. Is that.