“Do you really want me to be your submissive, Dad? What does being your submissive mean anyway?” Jessica asked, as she wrinkled her nose. “It so...nds gross and degrading. Why can’t I be your servant or lackey?”“If you’re my submissive, then it means that you allow me to control you. Calling you my servant or lackey wouldn’t really do all the rules justice, would it? You’re also not my slave. After all, slaves aren’t paid to behave, they just get punished when they misbehave. Being my submissive,. She stopped and sat up, she took hold of my cock again and placed it between her tits and closed them around it. She bounced those big melons up and down on my cock so nicely. I could feel the cum rise up from my balls. I grabbed her wrists to stop her, now it was my turn to take control. I stood up n made her get on the bed on all fours, the room had a full length mirror on the wall and I made sure she was in front of it. I got behind her and touched her pussy with my fingers, she was soaked. He told me he's really been missing out on sex. Its been so long since a girls wanted to fuck him. I could barely believe him, because I knew what he was packing, so I told him that any girl I knew would die to have a cock like his, it being a monstrous 10+ inches in length and as thick as a redbull can.As I started thinking about it, I even wanted it again. It had been so long since he and I had fooled around, maybe it is time we did again, this time...just as friends.As he turned around to. " Your last boyfriend Harr0y appeared to be everything you hoped for, until he slept with your Cousin Darcy.Well that was 5 months ago now, and though you still feel down and bitter about the whole damn thing, you feel ready to move on with your life. Today was the start of your big change, to make something of your life.... Perhaps new friends, a lover maybe. You leave your call center job earlier than usual on a 2 week vacation doing nothing! That's right nothing!. Just planning on treating.