Did she know The Mystery Man wasn’t planning to go?It was just Clara on the floor. She was the only one on the feed, so it was just she and I. How r...mantic. She looks around, a naughty smile blooming on her face, and opens Facebook.She sends me a message. Hey. I don’t want to be rude, so even though I could ignore her, I reply immediately. Hey. We chat about how much of a nice time she had last night. Chatting became flirting. Flirting became planning to meet up again, and I say I’ll be busy. Headlights approach from behind and pull in, i assumed it was "Tiffany" but before i could finish my message the car drove off, just someone answering a phone call. More headlights approach from behind about 10 minutes after. A message from "Tiffany" "I’m here hope you’re ready!"I replied "I'm here too and i certainly am! Currently reading the newspaper getting myself nice and hard for my sub slut!"In the rear-view mirror i see a flash of indicators showing the car has been locked, I see a. I did a thorough job, wanting little June to be as clean as possible. And because I wanted every drop of our daddy’s cum. I craved his salty load. After all, I was a slut through and through.I had to enjoy my daddy in any way I could.“Ooh, that’s it, Dusk,” June moaned.“You like that, munchkin?” I asked and then licked down to her asshole.“Of course I do! I love sex with everyone in the family.” She squeezed her butt-cheeks around my face. “Mmm, that feels so nice. You’re going to make me. "With this she and Michael led the pledges into the big dungeon where each was bound in a tightly stretched position of one form or another. Laura found herself with her ankles fastened to spread rings in the floor, leaning back with a padded bar crossing the middle of her buttocks, and her hands spread and fastened to ceiling chains about three feet behind the bar. A second padded bar crossed her back below her shoulders. In this position she was spread open and arched backwards so that her.