She opens her eyes to see him fully dressed with what looks like a collar and chain dangling from his hands. “What’s going on?” she asks.“We�...�re going to go see my father,” he informs her.“What is that for?”“I have to convince my father to let me keep you,” he says, stepping forward to place the collar around her neck.“But I don’t want to leave you,” she says. “I’m perfectly happy to stay here and please you, Master.”“Yes, I know you are,” he concedes. “But once we leave this room, you may have. Unlike his older sister and mother, he finds society vapid, and also unlike either of them he says please and thank you to the household staff! I try to be a good father to him and always make time in my busy schedule to spend time with both children whenever possible. Orson is really the only good thing that I'll ever fondly remember this marriage for.Their mother is much less hands-on, and prefers to be a remote figure in their lives and she keeps herself well insulated from the. I push my fingers deep one last time and curled them. That did it, she exploded. Michelle bucked wildly, pulling my hand away from her body, as she gushed in her first ever female ejaculation, producing a hot wet splash on my face, which was quickly followed by a second torrent, and finally a third. My face, her thighs and her pussy, were covered with her delicious nectar. Michelle screamed in ecstasy as she spasmed violently, still holding my head. Her whole body jumped with pleasure for what. Standing, I caught her brushing hand in mine and removed the brush from her mouth, guiding it to drop in the sink as I leaned in and kissed her. Her freed hand went behind my head, grabbing a handful of hair and pulling my face tightly to hers as she further cleaned my teeth and tongue with the toothpaste on hers.Every stroke or two we found her joy spot again and her legs were quivering now as she passed through a few mini-orgasms, the moisture and heat in her pussy increasing. As she released.