Oh, so you want to make me do what you say by hurting me? Well, youre going to have to hit me a lot harder than that! I know what you want, and I woul... rather DIE than give it to you! I drew in a deep breath, prepared to give the loudest shout I could, but I was too late. I found out what he had been hiding behind his back: duct tape. I saw him rip off a strip out of the corner of my eye, and, before I could release my scream, the tape was over my mouth. Seeing me as being sufficiently gagged,. “You are a freak, Lee,” Clint groaned. “Never change. I love humiliating you.”“Thank you, Master,” Lee moaned.“Jesus,” Zoey said. “You really shaved your twat before your PE class.”“And masturbated.” My youngest daughter had such a throaty purr to her voice, squirming more on Zoey's lap.She was a daughter after my own heart. Her sister, Melody, had more of her father's domination in her. Shivering at how naughty my daughters were, I swirled my tongue around the crown of Clint's dick when it. You eagerly spread apart your legs even more, enough so I can turn my hand and cup your mound with my palm. Then, I insert my middle finger into your hot slit and push it deep into your wet hole, finger-fucking you. A sharp intake of breath tells me I have found your sensitive little bud, and I thrust my finger in and out of your tight little pussy. I pause before each stroke to fiddle with your clit with the tip of my finger before plunging my middle finger back in through the tight elastic. Her limbs were smooth and soft. I caressed with my fingers and palms from her ankles to her knees. She had her head on a cushion and her eyes closed.I couldn’t keep my eyes off her thighs and the towel over them. The towel had been pulled up a few inches as she settled on the sofa, and with her legs slightly parted I could see the dark triangle underneath the towel. But her secret parts remained hidden.“Oohhhh uncle, that’s so good, thank you so much.”“Welcome honey, it’s my pleasure.” I rested.