A few seconds later Emily Jo came back into the room. "You gotta be kidding?"I smiled, "Don't you think it's perfect, slave? The bet was you were goin... to be my slave for four hours. And that is a perfect little slave outfit. You going to welsh on a bet?"Her mouth hung open but not a sound emerged. I could see her trying to formulate something but nothing came. "Oh," was all she could muster. She went back into the bedroom.I heard a shrill, "Oh God," a minute later. A few minutes more passed. I could feel my dick rip apart her pussy every time I pierced it in her soft hot pussy flesh. I squeezed her boobs as masi kissed me wildly. I bit her nipples gently, and she moaned in pain. Masi screamed in a low voice. I increased the intensity of fucking her.My strokes were now harder and firmer. I had firmed my grip on her waist as I drilled her deeper. Masi held me by my neck and stretched her legs for deeper penetration. Masi looked in my eyes. She held her boobs, squeezed them hard, and. He removed his dressing gown and climbed into bed with me. He put his strong arms around me and held me so tight to his lovely manly hairy chest, "Do you love your Daddy, princess?" "Oh yes Daddy your princess loves you lots lots" and I kissed him on the cheek. He took my hand and placed it on his ever-so-thick big Daddy's willy. It was rock hard, curving upward, I could hardly get my hand around it. I felt his strong fingers ease out my pussy plug, "You're my special little princess darling. "Might be very bad." He gripped his glass with both hands."Tell me. And remind me to darn those stockings." I will have to start making lists, she thought. Not enough hours in the day. Now this, this whatever it is. She patted her daughter's back and then rubbed gently."I need to talk with your father. We lost three customers today, good ones, big accounts." He took another sip.Caroline wrinkled her forehead and patted the baby's back again. "Why?" she said, still very softly, determined not to.