His prick lengthened and thickened with every hand stroke but still her father's eyelids didn't stir. A minute later, her daddy's massive cock was as ...ard as a rock.Wendy released the huge prick, watching reverently as it stood stiffly out of his pants and pulsed rhythmically over his stomach. Wendy fished into the crotch opening and hauled out her father's fat, wrinkled balls. Again she wrapped her fist tightly around the root of his prick.More cum juice had oozed out of the piss hole and the. Her chocolate body glowed, setting off the lemon color of her last covering. She felt her clit fighting insistently for attention. ‘Did Bernard tell you not to tell anyone about this?’ Dead silence. The officer’s finger wiggled madly. His penis surged up and down with pent up sexual power. Val felt her own juices flowing in response. ‘Ms. Martinez would not be happy with you…’ Val intoned, adopting a stern tone. She reached as if to put her bra back on, still in command. ‘Yes!’ He relented. Val. Saving the last two boxes he said to me, “These are for you…you get them in the room…everyone else gets to see them at dinner tonight.” with a smile. I faked a pout but gave him a nice kiss. The girls opened theirs and raised hell with surprise and joy – I had a feeling mine would be a little more intimate. I had a feeling I’d be ‘earning’ them very soon.When we went upstairs, Roger pulled a comfortable chair into the center of the floor then, off to the side and then, gave me the boxes to. Happy that I understood my new found status M said condescendingly: "Enough bitch, get dressed". I hurriedly got dressed and M drove me home. When we arrived at my apartment, M pulled me over and gave me a light kiss on my lips. Then M sneeringly said: "Call me Master". Not understanding the significance as I was totally unaware of BDSM then, I complied not thinking much of it: "Master" I respectfully addressed M. I opened the door and as I was about to leave the car, turned to M and said:.