A nice black cock smaller than him , maybe 7 inch and daddy a nice 9 inch power polehe set me on it , dildo on the cushion i went down on it sucking h...im moaning my lil ass fuck ''good girl''''thanks you daddy''''you want cock its so cute , ill let you jump on my cock, ask daddy wgen you want to try''i look at him and i wanted it now off coursei stood up''oh my little girl dont be so eager , here back on it, jump hi and show me you can take it like a good sissy''i bounced high and higher on the. She wasn't on the pill but she didn't care, she wanted to feel him cumming inside her.She ended up staying the night and in the morning they did it again. This time she said he went harder and faster and she came twice before he filled her up and sent her home. She felt guilty as soon as she left and decided to tell me immediately that day.I was furious she would do that to me but hearing her describe herself getting fucked made me so hard. She cried and said she was sorry. I said I still. Mommy flashed me a naughty smile, her gold choker glinting about her throat. I also wore a choker, mine adorned with a unicorn charm which read “Melody, Daddy’s Good Girl.” Mommy’s had a heart-shaped locket which had “My husband’s loving, submissive slave” inscribed on the inside next to a picture of them kissing during their wedding.“What is going on?” Alice demanded as she squirmed. “Why is everyone naked?”“I thought you were a bright girl,” Mommy said. “Isn’t it obvious?”“We’re Daddy’s good. The doctors looked us over, we were to be kept in for a few days for observation. My epilepsy could be triggered by the blow to the head, they wanted to keep an eye on Monica just in case. We were no more than six hours into our stay, Trish walked in. Slowly. I looked at her, I broke down. ‘Trish, oh god Trish…’ Monica was sobbing loudly, the tears staining her beautiful face, her eyes red, sore, her complexion pale. She tried to roll over towards us, but her shoulder pain stopped that in its.