Got that? Got that?" I asked, poking him. "I mean it! You know I don't say things I don't mean. Do you think you're man enough to go out there and whi...p their butts, Freschetti?"I could see a fire kindle in his eyes, could see the life coming back into him. It was almost scary!Then I reached for his crotch again, not that it did much good to feel nothing but a steel cup. "You win the game, you'll be able to put this thing in me, Freschetti. Lose and you get nothing. Now drag your sorry ass out. I take one prong of one of the claws and trace lazy, tickling circles around the outside of her pucker. It makes her crazy with desire. Up the crack of her ass to her tailbone and back, and then making circles all around. She is squealing with delight. “Oh, God, that's so good...” she says. “Hmm... that's funny, I didn't hear a 'Sir' in there... I think we'll just have to...” and I start hand spanking her again. THWACK, THWACK, THWACK, THWACK, THWACK, THWACK! Three more on each cheek. These are. I gagged several times but I managed to control it and retreat a little and then continue down his long shaft.I could feel it was almost all inside my throat. I pushed forwards and my lips again met contact with his pubic hair. I giggled in happiness. I had done it! I heard the camera click again. I looked up to him again and it clicked again. I remembered I needed to make him cum. I ran the whole length of his dick up out of my mouth my lips holding his head inside. I started to feel warmness. As usual he was drunk to the throat. He gave me a packet saying that he had brought some clothes for me and asked me to wear them. I thought that maybe he had brought some top-skirt or frock. When I went inside the bathroom and opened the packet I found a white colored almost transparent bra and a light pink colored elastic panty. As I used to oblige all of my fathers orders I wore them and came out of the toilet.Daddy stared at me with wide eyes full of lust. He already had a hard-on as was.