”“Is he that good?” mom asked curiously.“Yes he is.” Jules said quietly, so I could barely hear her. “Last night I had the first two orgas...s in five years.”“That’s two more than I’ve had.” Mom said sorrowfully.I felt sorry for my mother then; I’d always resented her whoring, never cooking for us, dressing up, out late every night. I’d imagined that she was having fun, partying and fucking. Now I realized that wasn’t so.“It’s a tough profession.” Jules said, “I was sort of on the game for a. I’m liable to lose track and burn the place down if I get into the kitchen”.Jim’s lack of focus was the last straw for his daughter. Either they got this out in the open and resolved, or her poor heart felt like it would shatter.“Dammit, Dad! You’ve been moping around in a fog all goddamned day, and it’s tearing me apart! So, I don’t give a fuck if you’ve got it all sorted out or not! We’re gonna talk, and we’re gonna talk now! Not only that, but we’re gonna keep talking until my father, my. It was now Akka’s turn to grab my throbbing cock as she started stroking after wrapping it around with her hand.“Akka. Shall I fuck you?” I asked.She nodded her head in agreement while she kept moaning all the while. Soon, I lead my cock at the slit and started thrusting it inside her wet clit. Akka moaned aloud. I began motioning my hip smoothly while my fingers pinched her nipples and squeezed her tits.“Ohhh. I don’t believe this. You can make a woman feel so good,” Akka almost screamed. “Can. Martha took the ribbon and tied it tightly around Paulettes tiny penis and balls. She tied it in a bow. “That is just lovely” she beams. "Believe me Paulette, the world needs small dicked sissies, and they need to be appreciated and used.” Will you keep this on for me?"“Yes Miss. Thank you Miss.” Paulette curtsied.“Oh dear thing!” Martha exclaimed “I may fall in love with you.” “You look so lovely in your pink bow and cami. Now my feet. Sit cross legged on the floor and face away from.