This includes the things he has spanked me into accepting. One might even argue that it is especially true for those things he has had to force me to....So while I am deeply uneasy about this I also accept it and think ? and hope ? that it will work out for the best.Two weeks later I am happy to be able to say to myself that it has. Not only has Daddy ? of course ? proven completely trustworthy and shown me on several occasions that my money is completely untouched, but having control over money. Ill be down in a minute. She came down in a short robe, was cheerier than Id seen her in months, bubbly almost. She couldnt stop talking. Me, my blood was doing a slow boil. What happened was, rage overtook me. Without thinking things through, I said I have something you have to see. I walked her to the den. The TV was on, showing Tom fingering her, a blissful look on her face. Im so sorry, she said, looking at the floor. She left the room, she left the house without taking a single object that. While I was fingering her cunt with one hand, I was cradling her breasts in the other. She matched the tempo of my hand strokes by moving her mouth over my cock. Lifting my head for a look, I saw my shaft disappearing into her face. Mom began to vocalize her pleasure by crooning and murmuring. The physical, visual and auditory excitement was too much. I couldn’t control it too long. With a few thrusts upward with my pelvis, I shot a small load, which she held in her mouth until my spasms were. The cookies actually were not something he asked for, but he liked that Kimber was thinking, and wasn’t content to be some mild drone.“I still have work to do,” Maeson told her, as he took his phone out and called up a preprogrammed routine, “but that doesn’t mean you can’t start.” Maeson hit a few buttons, grinned wickedly at Kimber, and told her before he switched the vibrator on, “Don’t spill, my tea.”As she sat there, adjusting her bottom a bit, she watched as he took his time taking a sip.