I didn’t know what was going to make me cum, her hands or her words.“Sweetie, I really love having black cock in my pussy while you watch and whac... off your little white penis.” Her hand was a blur over my shaft, I could feel my orgasm fast approaching.“I… I love it too, sweetheart.” I managed to say.“Because you’re a cuckold? Say it.” She stopped moving her hand and gripped it hard. “Ah! Y-yes, baby. B-because I’m a cuckold.” I felt my body shaking, I needed to cum so badly.Leah squatted over. He loved to hear about my experience with Carla and Sam the manfrom the BDSM shop and made me recount the whole day to him.After that evening I would received daily instructions from him most ofthem were now easy to do since my first day of humiliation but I stillalways loved the thrill and exhilaration of being exposed or almostcaught by those around me. Eventually I was commanded to set up a Camsite, where I would follow the depraved commands of those watching me,as long as it didn't mean. We helped her take her things inside, kissed her goodbye, and continued on to our place. Once we had unloaded the car, Lori and I put fresh sheets on the bed and I ran the vacuum cleaner over the floors while Lori cleaned the bathroom. We quickly checked to see if any food was required; but we had enough for the next few days.We started preparations for dinner; we had a chicken that would do for dinner, roasted in the oven. Lori prepared the bird; putting it on the baking tray, while I peeled. This one time.”Joni thought she heard Dukey from the other room yell something, but she couldn’t make out what it was. She looked into her Dad’s eyes and saw excitement. Soon the two made their way into the master bedroom. Joni loved feeling Hugh run his hands over the breasts that she used to resent. To be honest, there are times when she still felt that way, but now, she had grown accustomed to them. She had focused on the feelings she got from her Dad playing with her breasts. She hadn’t.