She playfully, yet forcefully, made me go down on her. Both times, I swear that she was wetter than ever. For my part, on those occasions, I was rea...lly surprised how much I liked being not in control. I am almost always in control—at work, at home, on vacation, in bed. After being forced to eat Kate’s pussy, it felt strangely good to not be in control, even for a little time. A few times afterwards, I wondered about the power dynamic in our sex life but brushed off the thoughts. Being. Celia sometimes produced so much mother's milk that if she didn't get Philip to relieve the quantity for her, she had to actually use a breast pump to get relief from the pressure on her nipples and tits.Philip called Celia up and arranged to have her meet him at a nearby hotel in about an hour. He quickly closed out his business there in his office for the day and went to meet her. Philip bought Celia dinner and he enjoyed sitting there talking with his mistress, enjoying the sexiness of her. We all got up and headed towards the door which Leon opened to let Sally go through first. He followed her letting the door swing close behind him as his eyes moved down staring at her firm ass looking so sexy in her black dress. I caught the closing door and padded after them.We headed off down the dark walk way, Sally and Leon hand in hand. I thought, “I’m guessing tonight she was going to be the lucky lady,” just as he said earlier. Every few yards they stopped and as they kissed deeply his. "Fifty dollars." Thirty."He shook his head, then nodded at my two-wheeled transport. "Fifty."I gave in; the man had a point. He gave me the register, and I signed us in as father and daughter, seeing no reason to disguise that fact. As he handed me the key, he smiled in that knowing manner, and whispered loud enough for my daughter to hear, "That's a rare one - don't see that too many times."If there was another motel nearby, I could have cracked his head. In my present predicament, though, all.