If you feel the need to cum, again, you must first get my permission. If you don't, more punishments will follow. You have twenty minutes to get me of... with this story. If I haven't gotten off, that will be considered another fuck up on your part. So it better be good. The story can include any member of your family, your neighbor, your soon to be son-in-laws and his family, but they have to be involved in some way with your family, and the Hall's—they too have to be involved in some way with. " He then put a hand over Jonathan's hand and caressed it gently.After the early supper Jonathan and Francis walked holding hands to an art gallery which was hosting a special showing by invitation only of some art work by a visiting artist. While in the gallery the two often touched hands as they viewed the art work. Francis was unaware that a fellow student named Harris who was there with his parents was watching the chubby student and Jonathan. Actually he was paying more attention to the. It's this control thing again, as with Beth, she takes after me a lot."No that's ok precious," I said, "anyway if I start to fuck Emma, there will be less left for you." Don't you worry about that," she giggled, "I'm sure I can get you hard anytime I want." Daddy can I sit on your lap?" Emma asked shyly. Lucy had left for her shower leaving Emma and me alone."Sure love," I smiled, "plonk yourself down her," I patted my lap."Will you touch me this morning, please," she asked."It will be my. “Nice stripes Dad” she said as I put my hands back on my head. Zoe came up behind me and rubbed my bottom. “You are so naughty Dad. So so naughty.” “Sorry Zoe” I managed. “It’s not sorry I want Dad, it’s good behaviour” she responded sternly. “Yes dear” I conceded. Another whoosh splat and my shriek before Zoe said sternly “don’t you yes dear me, that won’t wash at all.” I decided not to say anything. There was a whoosh followed by the splat, the searing pain and the sound.