Damn that felt good. After all this time on the edge I was going to shoot a gallon. Probably on her tits, but damn, that was just fine by me! I though..., what little I could do, about what she was saying. Hmmm. Not really anything to lose.“What happens on those days when you don’t feel like doing anything? I suppose I could hold out if I new there was additional payback coming.” She pulled off me with an audible ‘pop’.“You save them up. On the weekend I’ll catch up. If I can’t that weekend, I’ll. I am sure the way I spoke about Inge left no doubt how I felt about her.We had a good night. Josef was in high spirits talking about his experiences on the Channel Islands and in France. As always, after a season, Josef was temporarily affluent. So, he plied us with French wine and rounds of Cognac and Cointreau with our coffees. Josef showed off his sophistication, and, no doubt, it impressed Inge.We also danced, and Josef danced quite often with her, holding her, as was his proven fashion,. It was now 10 p.m and I asked her that shall I leave for that she told me not yet slave you have still plenty of surprises to come this night. Fear came to me as what will come next. After some time she took me to other room where there was a table which is big like dining table. She made to sit on that table in doggy position and tied my hands and legs tightly in a manner that I cannot move and then she blindfolded me and then started fucking me again.She stopped after some time I am waiting. She hung her head forward on her chest and cried, her hands gripping her knees tightly.Kaitee came back into the room with two glasses of ice water. She handed one to me and sipped from the other. "Well, that should do away with any conflict you have about being the 'conservative, obedient daughter'. What kind of daughter cums while her mother is on the telephone?" She took another drink of water than picked up the papers again."...instead of hoop earrings, they are hoops with a word like slut.