"Daddy," I say to her, "call me daddy," before running my tongue over her dampening pussy again.Grabbing her hips, I flick my tongue repeatedly over h...er before smothering her pussy with my lips."Uhh, daddy," she moans out, "more."I run my tongue over her in circles, slipping two fingers inside her damp snatch. I thrust slowly as my tongue works her clit but pick up speed, rubbing her clit with my other hand vigorously."Yes, yes, yes, yes, ohh god!" she cries out as my fingers work her at a. ” Her eyes bore into mine, drew me into the silvery orbs with an inescapable pull. “Can you imagine how delicious they will look, covered all over with small, red welts?” My breath started to fly when she reached for them. Her fingers, much cooler than my own skin, wrapped around them and softly kneaded them, and my nipples hardened almost painfully at the wonderful touch. “But the most important thing,” she let go of them and trailed her hands down my front side while she crouched down, “well. Jeremy once again rolled his eyes, but reaching into his pocket quickly produced a pick and miniature torque wrench. Within ten seconds the lock was open and he tossed it back to me."Anything else?" he asked."If you got that one open then you know it was a cheap lock. I want to see if the expensive safe I bought was worth it," I said, motioning to it.Jeremy looked at the safe for a moment and then nodded. Reaching over to my desk he picked up a screwdriver and walked over to the safe. Kneeling. I came home only during the holidays and whenever I encountered my mother, I was struck by her beauty. She treated me with all due respect and cooked for me and asked me questions about my studies and how I maintained myself etc. She washed my clothes, including my dirty underwears and I felt extremely ashamed. So whenever I gave my clothes to her to wash, I didn’t give her my underwears which I washed myself. But after a few days she asked for them and I had to hand them over to her which she.