"We've got less than half an hour." I'll cook breakfast," I offered. "Fried eggs, ham, toast, imitation orange juice drink. How's that sound?" Two egg... for me, Mike," said Valeria. "I'm hungry." Mike?" repeated Alan. "Since when do you call my dad, 'Mike?'?" Since last night," I butted in. "We had a nice talk while you were in the shower." 'Mike.' I can't believe it, she calls him 'Mike, '" he muttered as he sauntered back to his room."Better make it three slices of toast," the girl said.. I just sit back and observe, enjoying them using My little slut and keeping a close eye on the time. As Dick continues to watch, he strokes his cock faster and I know he is not too far from cumming again. I interrupt him and tell him that I don’t care if he cums watching you eat Jane’s pussy, but I don’t what him cumming on the bed or the carpet. Frustrated, he asks if he can use one or the towels from the bathroom; he is still stroking, but has slowed down. “No,” I tell him, “you cannot use. “How about some breakfast and we’ll go from there.”She hugs my neck and pops up,bounding towards the kitchen. I give her a few minuted before I enter the house. The smell of bacon fills the house. I go to the bedroom and bring back a box and set it down on the dinner room table.“It’s almost ready Sir, would you like juice or milk?”I sneak up behind her and take her in my arms.“How is it that you can make that question sound sexual?”I cup her sex and one of her breasts, “I want your juice and. . "I'm going to let go of your hair, show me you've learned, show me you'll obey, lick some more." I let go and there was no hesitation, her face turned downward,, nose into the rug and she didn't just lick, she lapped at the urine soaked rug. Damn, my dick was hard."Now, are you a cocksucker?" Yes sir" Good take another lick." I just nudged her in the ribs with my shoe tip, just a warning. "Do you like to eat pussy?" Yes sir" Good, you can have another lick. Will you say thank you when I fuck.