How does one explain to one’s daughter what it feels like to be a slave to a man? From the beginning, I guess. I explained that I have had this...pull for as far back as I could remember. I told her my need to losing control. I then told her of how I begged for his collar. There was confusion in her face. I then told her how it felt to me to be able to kick back and enjoy.“does he really want this, Mom?€ she asked so softly that I could almost hear her. Our bond to each other is so. When moving my view up I Shaw she was smiling as she definitely liked the attending I gave here buddy. I asked her if she was staying in the hotel as well. And she answered yes. She was on a business trip and needed to go to an imported meting the other day. While talking I could not ignore her moving her hand on a regular base through here hair. Clearly showing she was playing the seduction role a mature woman can play as no other. It was clear that there was some kind of chemistry going on. " You're a birl you know." So?" Well, birls don't just develop breasts." Celie's are growing." Well, there will come a time, if you really want them, I can take you tosee Mommie's gynecologist, Dr. Tompkins, and she can help you developbreasts. But only if you really want them, want to always be a birl, then acoman, a bride and a wife." Could you take me for my birthday?"Beth bent her face close to Sandy's. "It's a big step. You'll have to beolder for that." Okay." Sandy pointed to the bed.. In that position, she could barely move let alone dislodge me from her throat. I tried to keep the time on my watch again, but the constrictive warmth around my cock was too much for me to take. Pulling back, I fucked her throat deep and hard until her eyes began rolling back in her head. I knew then she was nearing her limit. Pulling back, I squeezed my cock hard, trying to keep my own orgasm at bay. Teri was coughing and spit was running down her face. Her mascara ran in streaks in all.