He begs me every night to take it off. I keep the key hidden. And, of course, there is nowhere he can go to get it removed. I love it! He looks at me ...with those pleading eyes just hoping I’ll make him do something so he can please me and persuade me to take it off. I’m giving it another week. Then I’ll order him to do something new and really humiliating. If he complies, I’ll take it off. For the time being. I think he’s at the point that he would never disobey me no matter what.”“I wonder if. But not at the moment. It was limp now, a soft, useless thing, that slapped daintily against my tummy as she viciously thrust into my boypussy. She stopped after 15 minutes of fucking, her clothing drenched in sweat. 'See, I've only just started and you feel well and truly fucked don't you darling?' 'Yes Goddess'. She rid herself of her damp clothing, and relaxed on the sofa, playing with her cunt. She dipped her fingers in and fed them to me. 'Eat me bitch' and so I did, my entire focus was on. He disappeared into their bathroom for a few minutes and I got an even better show as Momma finished herself off. She just reached between her legs to diddle herself, much the same way she’d humped Papa’s cock. It was a much better view than before. After that morning, I returned several times to watch the show and learned quite a few things about sex from my parents. It seemed like I learned a new position or watched a new technique every morning. As you might guess, the morning came when I. Jenny told me that she thought the timing was significant: the divorce was imminent, and the baby would be born probably during the summer break of the school where they worked. Keith had also told her that he was thinking of changing schools; to somewhere with either a higher pay grade, or even a deputy headship.Looking back over my life I am aware of just how much Jenny's influence has played in shaping my beliefs and attitudes. I suppose, even having sisters, a lot of my understanding about.