My dad had a crush on me it seemed. He wanted to have sex with me, or maybe it was just a sick fantasy. Either way, he was certainly going to town on ...imself, as he thought about fucking his own daughter. I couldn't help, but to put my right hand between my pussy lips. I inserted my fingers up in there, and began masturbating to my own father. If he was sick, then I guess I was sick too. I let out a few soft moans, but he didn't hear me. I focused more on his face, rather than his cock. I guess. I have to wear male attire (UGH) for the meetings for they are professional but, as always I wore fem things underneath. This day I was wearing black fishnets, the cutest pink satin 6 strap lace trimmed garter-belt, black lace panties that had a flowered pattern embroidered thought out. As i sat the garter straps and clasp could be seen pushing up from under my slacks. No problem they all know who and what I am they just do not want me to flaunt it in that type of setting After the meeting I. She was being too easy, her mistress thought. Next time she'd have to dip her toes in fresh dog shit first. Donna leaned back and signed in blissful relaxation as her new slave's tongue worked in and out between her toes. Finally tiring of the game, she planted a foot on the naked girl's shoulder and sent her sprawling across the room... "Come here, slut," Craig then commanded. Cheryl complied immediately, crawling on all fours to Craig. She began to use his teeth on his laces, assuming that. Adding an off screen romance will do wonders for that scene." "But I have no intention of having a romance with him."Yes. Marie was definitely angry."Too bad, we have already started spreading rumors that you two spent a night together in a hotel near the shooting site. What is wrong with that? It is nearly half a year since your husband's death."Then another male voice joined the conversation."Yes, and I promise that I'll not leave you disappointed. Who knows, maybe that would lead to.