” I looked around for something other than spit to slick up the dildo, “Do you have some body oil?”Charlotte didn’t answer but reached over a...d pulled open the drawer of her bedside stand. She pulled out, then handed me a bottle of skin lube. I sat on the bed next to my daughter, folded the towel then urged her to lift her butt and smoothed it under her. The back of my hand grazed across her ass which caused my nuts to spike another dose of semen into my cock. I picked up her dildo, and. I kissed her firm stomach and my body ached to touch her pussy. She arched her back up, lifting her ass as she did, telling me without words to slip off her panties. I obeyed and discovered my mother Fatima's wet, sexy cunt for the very first time. She had light brown hair around her pussy which tended to shadow her precious clit.I was wearing only my bathing suit, but my cock was so hard, it ached against the restraint of the suit. I stood up and slipped off my trunks. Mom watched intently as. Nine hours of wearing a wedding dress, corset andhigh heels, in full make up and a wig. Nine hours of standing as stillas possible with a vibrating metal dildo on a pole up my arse.But the final day of the show would be the greatest test of myendurance, when Happiest Day magazine would host an after-show partyfrom 7pm until midnight. Frobisher's 'rules' would see to it that myordeal on that day was stretched to a whopping fifteen hours. Unless,that is, I collapsed from exhaustion first. And. ” I told her.“Thank you, thank you.” She repeated her words as the orgasm ravaged her making her scream in pleasure and her body shake violently. When her orgasm subsided I removed the vibrator and she slumped in the chains panting to try and catch her breath.I shocked her between her legs just to the side of her pussy making her snap her head up and yelp at the sensation. “Thank you master.” She gasped taking deep breaths between each word.I freed her legs from the chains and then did the same.