She flips around and uses her feet on his boxers. She can feel his cock growing under her feet as she rubs them against him. Slowly she slides her fee...t back and forth across his hardening cock, squeezing it between her nimble toes. She continues to play with him using her feet listening to his moans and smiling while sliding her feet a little faster and squeezing tighter with her toes. In a whisper he tells her to “rolls over” and she does. She lays on her back, arms behind her head, waiting. " With me?" Yes dear. A very strong want to communicate." Oh!" Can I ask the two of you some questions?" Sure." I have a feeling that you recently lost someone very close."Eve nodded yes."A friend or relative?" A friend," Eve replied."I've heard the initials, P and T." Phil and Tammy." Tammy was that the friend that you lost?" Yes." She's the one that wants to communicate with you." Why?" I don't know." How can she?" I'm not sure. But, I get the feeling that it might be through anotherperson.. I’ve got way to many lumps and bumps and stretch marks from pregnancy. So although my breasts don’t define me they are something I love and I will dress so that I look good and so do they. The type of underwear I use to hold them up is just as important as the clothes I wear on top. I love my large breasts and that means I have lots of nice bras to put on them. Many of which push and hold my breasts in a very nice way. On the day of the lesson I decided to wear one of these bras, just to feel. But she did speak to me. "Now, Virginia, the man gets to decide what happens to your body next. You should have no say whatsoever. A real woman accepts whatever her man decides."Daddy commanded her to her hands and knees on the floor and told her to spread her legs. She did so without hesitation or question: She was completely under his control. Grasping her hair again, he started fucking her doggy-style. Her vagina was already wet with need for her conqueror, and his manhood slipped in.