Over the years I'd become expert. Wes and Jaz didn't get spanked but they got the "disappointed in you" speech a lot. Jaz might get put in a corner si...ce he was 8 years younger than me. But my father was never even disappointed in me.I'd do other little girl stuff with him, especially sitting on his lap. And I have to give him credit, he'd play along with it, hugging me, running his fingers through my hair, telling me I was his beautiful little princess. Then the commercials would be over and I. “Won't that be fun? I can't wait to see what you make them do. I know Julia will like it, too. You should go and meet them; they're both at home right now.” He looked at her again. “You should pack first, though. The movers are coming tomorrow, and even though they can pack anything you don't, there might be some things you don't want them gong through.”She was dressed again, and his pants were fastened back up. They were both presentable once more, but she hesitated to leave his office and go. I would do my normal routine of stripping down to my stockings and inserting a butt plug slowly. Then I would take the exit when I had some extra time and head for the parking lot. Once there I would open my door and lay down on the seat with my ass hanging out. With my right hand I would grind the base of the butt plug and with my left I would slowly caress my stocking covered legs. When I got to the point where I coudn't wait any longer I would pull out the plug and start fucking myself silly. As a reward She turned the egg back on and propped Herself back up on the pillows, She pulled Her knees up so Her booted feet were right in front of his face, " You may kiss them while I recover bitch, your not finished yet by a long way". The pain in his cock and balls was enormas and he needed to cum more that he could ever remember, he was sure the egg torturing his prostrate gland was making him leek more than he normally would and his mind went back to what She'd said about having to taste.