You instruct me not to move my hands from the bed, put your hands behind my head and start to fuck my throat.'You're a filthy slut and you need to be ...unished' you say as you fuck my throat.You fuck it so hard my throat is throbbing. Suddenly you cum in the back of my throat. I choke slightly from the shock of it.You laugh 'make it clean slut'.I lick your cock clean. 'Good slut'You pull me back onto the bed and take off first my bra, then my panties.'I hope I please you master''Do NOT talk to. She stands, waiting in the corridor and gestures for me to enter the room. She closes the door after me, goes to the chair beside the desk and offers her hand. "I'm Dr. Linehan, Mr. O’Connor. How are you?" She asks me. I'm totally surprised and I'm sure that my face shows it quite clearly. She asks me, "Is there a problem, Mr. O’Connor?" "No, I'm sorry, it's just that I thought that Dr. Linehan was a man," I replied. "It's normal, don't worry, I'm used to it. It happens all the time when. The family tradition lives on, right?" What the hell is that thing?" I asked. She panned around the object."It's some kind of car isn't it?" I asked. "The wheels are so tiny. God damn it, the whole thing is tiny. Please don't tell me that my daughter drives a Toyota." I looked at her as if I was ashamed of her."Daddy," she spat angrily. "I just showed you what you wanted to see. She scanned around to the front of the car and there emblazoned on where the grill would be if the car had one was a. This lasted for however long I didn't know, but ended abruptly as Lynn let go of my hair, pulled away from me and in her place her husband Don had sat down. I was so lost in euphoria that I barely had time to notice the change, when I felt a hard slap across my face, "Suck my cock whore" I heard a command. Looking up, there was a huge cock starring down at me and a hand grabbing my hair and once again I was pulled towards another sex organ. All I could do was open my mouth as Don rammed his.