You ready for breakfast?" I asked her."Mmmm, I was just coming to fetch you. Saralinda wasn't there." She's probably already gone down. I mean, we did...kind of sleep in a little bit..."Moira looked up at me and nodded, but I could tell something was still bothering her.Saralinda was, in fact, in the dining room having breakfast with Jake, and there it sounded like she was ribbing him about something when we arrived. He was looking embarrassed. But when Moira and I came in, Saralinda popped out. In the car, we didn't keep our hands to ourselves. When we got home from dinner, we ripped each others' clothes off, started making out, and having sex. I was feeling very kinky, so I brought out my secret stash of sex toys. I took out a spiked collar with a leash attached and a whip.He understood my message and demanded me to give his cock a blow job. I took out his cock and started to stroke it gently. He whipped me, hesitantly. I gave him a look saying that I wanted this. He understood and. Inside were eight shiny knives strapped into spongy material, each with a comfortable and simply carven hilt. Two were obviously dueling knives like he taught me to use, four were well-balanced throwing knives (more like handleless blades), and the last two were complete opposites of each other. One was small, thin, and light, easy to conceal and more a last resort weapon than anything else. The other was a long dagger that looked threatening even in daddy's large hands.Daddy took the box and. "Oh my god, look at him, I never would have guessed he was a sissy pervert!" I said as Nadine looked over my shoulders and reached round to cup my breasts. There were dozens of pictures of Jeff in stockings and suspenders, on his bed, bent over the edge of his bed, standing up and on all fours. "He has a nice ass though doesn't he?" Nadine said as she pinched my nipples and began to nibble my neck. I began to get moist again as my nipples are my weak spot, which Nadine knew. "Get your panties.