’ Ashley’s cheeks glow red from the sweetness of her snack. Mistress moves her armchair in front of Ashley’s cage. ‘I have a banana and some c...hocolate pudding. How does that sound?’ As Mistress speaks, she takes off her heels. ‘Delicious, Mistress!’ Ashley says, trying to convey her hunger. Mistress extends her right foot to Ashley’s nose. Ashley moves her head back slightly, unsure what is happening. ‘If you want your dessert, you have to do your chores. I want my fucking toes sucked.’ Ashley. Did you know Ekaterina’s farther used to and still do I think, fuck her on a regular basses, she told me some time ago, she looks forward to it too, and recons its better with him than any other man because he’s so gentle, sometimes she said they have a three some apparently Ekaterina came home from work one day went to get changed and found her Dad fucking Anastasia up the ass, she was moaning and asking him to do it harder” my Dad said “well, well would never think that about those two always. He believed in evolution instead of deities, so when he gave me the facts of life (as HE knew them), I innocently asked him a question that would eat at him for a long time.I asked him why he didn't make Maude his wife if he loved her!He had explained the medical reasoning for avoiding incest, but it was without deep conviction. Besides, he always said that ZPG (zero population growth) was important, so having children by Maude wasn't a likely option, anyway.For that, dad had no cogent answer.I. This seemed very innocence. I started rubbing the top of his hands. Just like any mother would, but I had something different in mind. I looked over at my husband. He was singing with the song playing on the radio. As I rubbed his hands I tried to move them up my thighs just a little. He didn't give me any resistance. Now his hands were on my skirt with his fingers still on my bare thighs. I rose up a little so I could pull my skirt up a little. His hands moved with my skirt. I looked down and.