“And for the lady?”She looked at me and I gave her a slight nod.“A strawberry daiquiri, please.”“Yes, Ma’am! I’ll have those drinks righ... away!”“Just how far does this go?” Crystal asked when he left.“Does what go?” I grinned.“The whole ‘James Bond’ shtick?”“Shtick? You’re seeing the real me. The rest is just my cover!”“Oh come on!” she laughed. “007 is British!”“Don’t believe everything you see in the movies!” I grinned.The waiter came with our drinks, “Any appetizer, sir?”“Beluga caviar and. I had seen Jane’s cunt before she normally sported a massive mound of dark hair that was untidy however now her pussy was very different it was completely bare. She had obviously shaved and the lips of her cunt stood out proud, red and dripping wet. I tore my eyes from Jane to see Sara removing her knickers and flinging them to one side. ‘now you’ Sara said her eyes still on Jane’s cunt. It actually took me a while to realise she was talking to me. She raised her head toward me and then. The sound of her father grunting and groaning, calling her dirty names like "cunt" and "whore" were familiar, the way his big cock stretched her young pussy was familiar, and how it got easier for her to take the fucking each time was becoming more and more familiar.What wasn't familiar was the warm feeling welling inside her, the way her vagina secreted more fluid that made her pussy wet. Or how her nipples became rock-hard and the realization that she liked being fucked by her daddy. None of. She gave me a wan smile, but said nothing else.She took my hand and led me over to him. "Get on your knees, Oscar," she said. I looked at her, smiled, and did what she said."Now, my little cucky, I need you t kiss your master's feet," she said. I looked at her and almost choked. I had said I would do anything; she was calling my bluff. Her smile was hopeful. I looked up at him, swallowed hard, leaned down, and kissed his feet one at a time. Straightening up, I started to come to my feet, but.