My daughter let out a muffled squeal. Her pussy writhed about my cock, another orgasm burning through her body.“Oh, you are such a slut for your Mot...er,” I hissed, savoring the hot pussy about my dick. The best pussy. “Yes, you are!”She squeezed her knees about my hips, her ankles still bound together by her tights. She wiggled and humped, thrashing in rapture. I understood. Every stroke in my daughter's pussy brought me closer and closer to exploding.I rammed my girl-cock into her spasming. His aching hard on relented slightly with no females around to relieve it. Joseph sat down on the couch and closed his eyes trying to concentrate on anything but sex.There was a knock at the door, and that just made Joseph more frustrated. His mom wouldn't knock, so it was probably some stupid salesman or someone trying to raise funds. If his mom came home while Joseph was getting rid of whoever was at the door, it could cost him valuable time getting his cock into her pussy. Even worse, she. Suddenly something cold was drizzled across my chest, my belly, my libia, my thighs. It was cold as it ran down my body and as it hit my secret inner fold it heated my flesh. I strained against the bonds that held my wrists as again goosebumps prickled all along my body.The odor of Brandy filled the Air as a warm tongue snaked around a painfully hard nipple. Someone else's mouth closed around the other, teeth nipped my thigh and fingers slid through the cool liquid coating my belly. Over my. I have looked at your website......and I waswondering what are your tributes Mistress?" Good slave I like that, straight to pleasing your Mistress.... Well myminimum fee is for two hours and will be one thousand pounds."My heart dropped as I realized there was no way I could afford thattribute."Oh I see.....well I am afraid I cannot afford that tribute," I mumbled."It was very nice to speak with you Mistress.....goodbye." I made tohang up."Did I say we had finished!......" she.