I want to fuck your ass. I want to role-play that you are my daughter. I want to watch while another guy fucks you.” He started to just spew ideas o... what he wanted to do. I had a feeling about one of them, so i had grabbed his daughters lingerie and brought it along. After he came in my mouth, I swallowed his load and got up and went to the bathroom. I put on a pair of her panties and one of her t-shirts that I loved. She always wore it around the house, and i knew it drove him nuts since you. Missus Cooper woke us, tapping on the door.“Just a minute!” I called, once I’d woken sufficiently to speak.“Dinner in thirty minutes!” she called through the door.I looked at the clock. Seven thirty. Where had the time gone? Sabina wriggled on top of me – we’d slept like that for three hours. “We’ll be there.” I replied, then murmured in my lady’s ear. “We need to shower, wahidat jamila.”“Why do you keep on using Arabic, Master?”“Because I lack the vocabulary to describe you properly in. A few seconds later we got to the second floor landing and we got into her bedroom, inside my mothers bedroom I helped her to put the new clean sheet on her big king size double bed, my mother then bent over the bed smoothing the sheet down, she seemed to take a long time doing this, she was doing this on purpose, so I could look at her sex, as she did this her silk robe opened up, I could see her big, wet mature pussy, my mother heard my excited breathing, my mother said "Get up close behind. Click! She brought her phone in for a closeup. Click! She dragged her tongue along the underside of my shaft all the way to my ball sack.Click! She snapped picture after picture as her perfect teeth clacked against the chrome steel of the handcuffs. She had to bend her neck around a little awkwardly to fit between my thigh and the steel guardrail to which i had handcuffed my cock and balls, but the audience really seemed to like this.Click! She showed me the pictures she was taking. The.