He also did not tell anything to mom and I decided to take a bold step the next day. Below the shirt I wore a sports bra which shows the exact shape o... my big boobs. Below the shirt I wore the same small skirt when dad came I went in front of him in those clothes to give him water. I knowingly dropped water on my shirt. I shouted shit and removed my shirt in front of him.I sat in front of him on the sofa in those bra and skirt. I crossed my legs so that my skirt rose high and show my thighs. She knew that there would be no possibility of her going to Europe this year and she was terrified of what her Mistress called repercussions. As she sat she could feel the pain in her butt from the afternoon’s belting and she could not imagine what another belting would be like. On hearing her Mistress approach, the boathouse Sam dropped into the old familiar kneel position. ‘Nice move slut. So please tell me that you are coming to Europe with me.’ ‘Mistress I am very sorry but it is just not. Good!” His hips were rising up a little, dictating the tempo, and when he sat still I continued as he’d instructed. He was fully erect now, and his dick filled my mouth perfectly. He was pretty big, bigger than Trent for sure, but not so big as to be uncomfortable. When I tasted the first of his precum, it felt like the most natural thing in the world for his dick to be here, sliding across my tongue, my lips encasing him. I was actually salivating enough that I had to swallow, and when I did. Frank’s groan became louder, and he began to thrust into her faster and harder. “Suck me, suck me,” he demanded, as he held his wife’s face in position. Shirley began suctioning the cock pistoning into her mouth and began furiously jacking his shaft. “Oh God!” moaned Frank, and he sagged back into the armchair. “Take it, take it!” Shirley began sucking and swallowing the flow of cum spurting into her mouth, draining her husband.Once Frank softened and was no longer providing the tasty treat,.