I found myself stroking the shaft slowly butfirmly. Then suddenly, Lisa's image popped unbidden into my mind. Not animage of the studious, conservativ... girl I had raised, but one of thesinful, evil beauty that had stormed out of the house the night before.Instinctively my mind recoiled at the thought of pleasuring myself tothis mental image, but the feeling was too intense. Try as I might, Icouldn't get the picture of my dark whorish daughter out of my head.After a moment I experienced the most. ‘Surely he knows this answer’ she tells herself. Doubt now enters her mind ‘do I trust him’ as if this was the first time she ever thought of this. She feels a tremble in her body at the thought of doubt that just raced through her mind. ‘I have to trust him or I would not be here collared, naked, tagged, and kneeling before this man’ she states to herself. What else could do this to me to be able to be where I am now at his feet if the trust was not there? Her whole being is in this mans. And I for some reason got turned on by it. I kept saying to myself that she is my mom and that I shouldn’t do this. But I felt a lust like never before and then I went with the flow and felt her soft breasts. I pulled her closer to me and then kissed her. I took her by her legs and then carried her over to the bed and continued kissing her.I went down and sucked on her perky nippled breasts and bit her nipples which made her giggle and moan. I then got up and grabbed her by her hair and pushed. When I looked at the screen again, she was in the shower. I turned off the cameras and the PC, I wanted to be surprised, or disappointed, in real time. I went and took a seat in the plush chair and waited, with two more drinks. It was almost exactly thirty minutes when I heard her heals clicking on the hardwood floor she came down the hallway.I gasped as she walked around the corner. She was beautiful. The one piece suit was snug against her body, the two inch swath of cloth cover her pussy.