I wanted to taste him so I lunged forward, forcing his dick back down my throat as he started to cum. He stood there moaning as his dick pulsed down m... throat, coating it with his sticky-sweet cum. After a few moments, his dick started to soften up and I let go of it. “Fuck! Jen, you are good at that.” Dan said, catching his breath. “You haven’t even waited for the best part.” Matt said. “Oh yeah? What’s that?” “This is my favorite.” Matt responded as he pushed me forward, forcing me onto my. Kelly knew right away what he meant. He intended to play music so loudly into her ear drums that they burst. In that moment she felt powerful for the first time since this all began. And then she turned the volume halfway to max and she began hearing metal music coming from her daughters mask. Excited by what was happening to her sweet little daughter she felt a rush of hormones wash over her. "May I use her to cum master?" Kelly asked politely."Yes Kelly, use your suffering daughters shaking. You yelp with surprise at the sensation of the warm soap being massaged over your cunt, your thighs and your asshole. Pulling aside your labia, I painstakingly, slowly eradicate the final barrier to your complete submission with the removal of your pubic hair. Your body tenses and relaxes with each stroke, your clit emerging and disappearing as I squeeze and release your clitoral hood with each pass. Your frantic straining at the cuffs, your ragged breathing, your desperate and futile upward. If I could have one wish, it would be to speak with you and not the Angel of Music. I miss you, Papa. This is such a strange feeling for me. I am so unused to being unsure of what to do. When I was alone, it was easy. I was lonely, but I always knew what to do. I guess that the price of love is the uncertainty that comes with opening your heart to the whims of another. I need to learn more about the seven deadly sins. I know what they are, but how does one commit each sin. More importantly, how.