"Well, I wouldn't want you to lose your breakfast, but it certainly stands out." Where are you staying?" The Glenmore Hotel." You must be loaded." It'... not that fancy." I suppose your wife is at the Glenmore thinking you've gone shopping or something." I told you I'm divorced." All married men say they're divorced." But I am divorced. Really." I suppose anything is possible. So you're a fiction writer, huh?" Two novels and a short story collection published in the past five years." Hmm. That's. She looked up in shock, her pretty little mouth opening in a surprised "O." She laid in her big bed, completely helpless, staring up at her angry father. She hadn't even pulled out the handle of her hairbrush."What is this, Heather? What do you think you're doing?" Troy demanded, staring at her still-wet cunt. "In my home with your pussy spread open for the world to see? What a dirty little fucking whore. What kind of slut did I raise?"Heather looked away, ashamed, her lower lip quivering. She. She likes all the pastels mostly pink I wanted a different lookwe are after all different personalities.I got up and put on my high heeled slippers and removed my sleep corsetand went to into the bathroom grabbing my robe. I sat down to pee andmade sure to clean off my piercings on my penis with toilet paper.Putting on my silk robe and tying the sash I noticed my waist gettingsmaller and smaller from the corset training.As I walked down the hall to the kitchen I noticed my bracelets. We arrived back to the hotel room started drinking eating kissing fucking both of us feeling more and more horny at what we were just about to do. Being with Michael is always so exciting anyway and he knows just how to turn me on and how to touch me to make me come in no time again and again so as we walked over to the place of our extreme Deep Throat experimentation I was dripping wet and very relaxed and raring to go, for him to start fucking my throat.With pillows under me and behind my.