Her chest was flush red from her climax and her breathing was short and shallow but she steadily increased the pace of her hips, angling them forward ...o her clit rubbed along my pelvic bone with her motions. Her eyes met mine for a brief second – hooded and full of lust – as I theatrically licked my thumb and pressed my hand down onto her, my palm cupping her mound as my wet thumb pressed against her clit. “Oh you sonofabitch!” she growled as the sensation overtook her. Less than a minute later. .. What do you even do?”“I manage an office of draftsmen at an architecture and engineering consulting firm,” I said.“Middle management?” he asked scornfully.“I am,” I agreed. “First competent manager we’ve had. My boss’s job is mine once these results come in. I can’t sit around in the comfort of mediocrity when I have a girl like Sam expecting the best of me. I have to move up to better things.”“So she’s just a rung on your ladder?”“She’s rocket fuel,” I said. “Or at least her affection and. .. and when she smiled, I knew that she'd planned for me to respond that way.I was quivering inside, heart pounding like a locomotive. Was my adolescent daughter really coming on to me? Could this truly be happening?She slowly worked her way down to my bikini bottoms, rubbing the sweet-scented oil into my tummy. My pussy was so wet that I was certain Becky could see it through my suit by now.Then my daughter grasped the waistband of my swimsuit. "Raise your bottom, Mommy," she cooed, gently. All the pins were accounted for, for which she was thankful. ‘I’ll tell you later how to dominate Billy boy for the next video. Right now, you need to make your own. So go get the camera.’ Emily spent the rest of the morning posing for the camera. She begged for a spanking, spanked herself, used a carrot in her ass and later ate it for lunch, a smile on her face even as she felt like getting sick. She told the camera how she loved to have her tits in clamps and hung nipple clamps on her.