After few minutes, I stopped her as even if I was getting the pleasure, my legs were paining, I lay beside her but in opposite direction i.e. my face ...as now near her pussy & she still didn’t let my cock come out of her mouth.I : Come on me, we will do 69A: hmm… OK.. My pussy is etching for your tongueI: I am here to fulfill your need, MamShe placed her thighs on both side of my face, & started her job again. I parted her pussy with two fingers, What a lovely site it was !! Pink pussy oozing. Seeing that I've behaved myself, Daddy allows me to swallow before nodding to the whisperer, introducing him as Dean.I hear a jingling sound as he strolls towards me, motioning me to sit up on my heels and I can see that he has something which looks like chain in his hand. Standing in front of me, he shows me that it is chain; a choke chain, in fact. He slides it over my head and tugs on the dangling end to show me how it works. Cold and hard on my throat, it tightens a bit, making me. "Your grandma said for you to knock on her door any time after nine. She was up late and said she wanted to grab a couple of hours of sleep," Prissy told me. "Would you like something to eat? I can fix you another omelet, if you're hungry."I laughed, "I guess I didn't do a very good job erasing the evidence."She just laughed with me."How 'bout some biscuits and homemade fig preserves?" she asked."That sounds wonderful!" I told her.A few minutes later, she brought in the coffee pot."Here's. The she did something that caught me completely off guard. She started laughing! I looked at her, totally surprised at her laughter. I reached across the table, taking her hand, and asking, "Are you ok?" It took a few minutes for her to settle down enough to where she could answer me, but she did. "Serves the son-of-a-bitch right!" she yelled at me. Well, not exactly AT ME, but at the situation, I guess. I was still puzzled though. "Huh?" After another fit of laughter she told me, "When he.