I tried again, but with the same results."I guess it's harder than you thought," he laughed."Did you tie a fucking knot in it?" I asked, obviously dis...appointed."Might have. I guess we'll just have to wait until things go down and theribbon will just slip off." Wait. Yeah right," I laughed before leaning forward and licking the headof Dad's dick."I guess we can pass the time like that if you want," he smiled."I definitely want," I said before I wrapped my lips around his cock headand my fist. How could we be? Over the course of 3 days, we had fucked and sucked each other with abandon; in our cabin, while hiking in the woods, in the car… Nearly getting caught a few times, I might add. And now, it was hard to look at each other without…getting hard. For when I looked at him now, I saw an ass that my cock sought a welcome home in, a mouth ever-so-willing to embrace my throbbing cock and swallow my waves of cum… And how could he look at me as an uncle anymore, especially one whose. ?” Still wasn’t right. “Wendy, will you—” She silenced me—not with a finger, but clamping her whole hand across my mouth with a look of panic in her eyes.“Tony! Don’t ... Ever ... Ask me that question! Don’t ever!”“But...”“If I gave you the answer you want, you’d always wonder if it was what I wanted or if I felt I had to. And I would wonder, too. If I said ‘no,’ I would have to leave. I couldn’t stay. Please don’t ever ask, Tony. I’m yours, but you aren’t my husband. You are my master.”“I want. I looked for whatever Mistress wouldlook for in judging me at this test. All I could see was me. Technically, I knew I had done everything correctly, as Mistresshad taught me. If I had been dressing and making up her, shewould have looked great. But then, she always did look great. The problem was that I knew how to make her up, but what workedfor her may not have been correct for me. Oh, God, please.One almost positive thing - I no longer had the problem of ahard on. The next few seconds.