She and Josie had joined us for the Sunday family dinner which they did most, but not every, week. I was a bit surprised, but I also knew there was a ...ig question hanging over our heads. I wondered, though, if this was actually a way to separate Samantha and me so that my wives could talk to her. Either way, I agreed, and after Nicholas kissed his mom, I picked him up and carried him to the coach house.“What’s up?” I asked Jennifer once we were inside.“It was Kara’s idea, but I also thought we. I knew what I needed to do next. I took him by the hand and walked him onto the bed “Daddy. We need to talk about last night.”My heart broke as his eyes widened“Honey, nothing happened. Erm, you must have been dreaming.” I interjected by taking my robe off. Suddenly standing naked in front of my daddy. He yelled “Katee!” and motioned to get up. Before he could, I put my knees on his thighs and hands on his shoulders. “Daddy, I was awake last night. You played with my tits when you thought I was. ‘Please, John!’ He won’t stop though and continued sucking and flicking it and another orgasm hits me hard. I said, ‘RED, Stop, please. I’m over-stimulated, honey. Let me calm down a bit.’ John wiped my juices from his face and crawled up next to me to cuddle with me. I latched on to him with my arms and legs. I began to kiss him on the side of his face. He turned toward me and I planted one on his lips and I pushed my tongue into his mouth. We tongue wrestled for quite a while. When we break. She just walks around with him and looks pretty... and gives him a blowjob whenever he needs it.I think Master has a thing for slave names that begin with a “p”. He named me pumpkin butt shortly after he got me, but he always just calls me “pumpkin.” He says he named me that because my butt gets a sort of reddish-orange shade to it when he spanks me.Then there is puta, which is Spanish for slut or whore. He got her down in southern Texas a year or two after he got me. He didn’t buy her, but he.