By now, after her little talk, I was of course rock-hard and knowing that release was nowhere in sight. My mental chastity started shortly after the t...o originally met. It first started with a number of different chastity devices but because of my larger cock, we could never get any of them on me properly. So Mistress Jennifer suggested that we try doing this mentally. So far it has worked. We have a lot of trust in our relationship and if I wanted to continue having her trust,she would. I was looking back towards the couch in the living room. The pillows were strewn on the floor. From the time we first started messing around, that is where we always did it. As we passed the doorway into their bedroom, I knew that this would be different. I guess he had decided it was time to go all the way. In my mind, I knew I was about to be fucked for real.Dad carried me over to the bed and laid me down on my back. He followed me down. I was still clinging tightly to his neck. As I was. I was still skeptical of this.“I have never done this before,” Daphne said, “I hope I can do this right for you.”I replied with, “There is not that much that can be done wrong. I am sure that you will be able to figure it out.”Daphne said, “I am a virgin but I have had some lesbian sex with two of my close girlfriends.”I asked, “How old are they?"Daphne answered, “They are my age.”I asked, “What do you do with them?”She answered, “We French kiss and suck each other’s boobs and lick each other’s. “You’re such a bad influence,” I said. “And you’re such a bad girl,” he leered. “Let’s go out on the patio so you can have my cigar.” I raced him out of the room to the kitchen before we headed outside. Rick spotted a bowl of leftover buttercream frosting in the fridge. He pulled me by the arm, dipped his finger in the bowl, coated my lips with the frosting. He took his time sucking and licking it off my lips, making me melt like the frosting did on his tongue. “Mmm, girl, you are one tasty.