"Do what with mom?" the voice asked from behind, the voice of my father. If I thought Lilly went pale when she learned of Mom's knowledge of sexual i...propriety that was nothing compared to the ghostly sick near death white she went when she saw dad. I am sure I was a similar white as I turned around and saw dad behind me. "Um nothing," I lied, not even remotely able to come up with a reasonable lie at the moment. He laughed, "Shit, you are as terrible a liar as your mother." Neither Lilly. Sitting with that sly smile you wear, I see amusement burn in your eyes as I open the crimson paper and view lying within the tender tissue a small silver bullet with a tiny remote. I look up at you eyes wide and laugh! Secretly, you smile at me as your hand reaches down and takes the small bullet in your hand. I am leaning into the table, my breast heavy with passion rising slightly as I hold my breath knowing what you are about to do. The table cloth flows over my lap as I slightly open my. Let me feel you fill me,” she sang.“Are you writing beat poetry?” I laughed. We moved together, enjoying sliding in and out as we kissed and fondled.“I have an inspiration in me. I love you, Jacob.”“Yes,” I hissed. “I will always love you.” We were too focused on each other and making love to continue our conversation. Sometimes, making love to Donna was a long conversation simply punctuated with orgasms. This night, we were focused on each other’s pleasure and conversation came in phrases. I'm sorry."He ignored her and pushed the pants down, just enough to liberate his straining erection. She couldn't see it, but when he pressed the tip to her slit, he interrupted her entreaties with,"Renee. I have told you, multiple times. Speak only when you are spoken to."She fell silent.He continued, even though his dick demanded access. She needed this."You disobeyed me, Renee," he said. "Repeat this: 'I disobeyed my master. I deserve to be punished.'"She stared at him dumbly.Claude prodded.