He placeshis boot on top of my balls and starts applying pressure he takes his dickand starts jerking off in front of my face all the while applying m...ore andmore pressure with his boot onto my balls. I start whimpering as my nutsare squashed flat under his boot, I see then turning purple as some squishesout from the side. Master Nicks wanking gets faster and harder and thenwith a grunt he shots his load over my face and into my open mouth.`Good puppy. ` the pressure is finally released from my. . It seems like I'm a m*****er when I sleep, I don't want to do anything wrong when I'm sleeping" "Oh cuz you know I love you, please come and I'll cook us dinner."I finished up at work, Grabbed some clothes & headed back to her house. When I arrived she had a nice dinner going in the kitchen and a big bottle of white wine. She poured us a glass and we started joking about last night. I was relieved that she found it humorous and I felt like I was off the hook. The pressure was gone. She seemed. ? Mady moaned and thrust her head up and down the fat meat, suckingat it and licking the end, she was driven to almost swallow it; the sensationswere mercilessly being increased ten fold between her legs. To her torturedbody it felt an age but it could not have been five minutes when the firstspurt of his juice exploded in her mouth, then more followed, she swallowedand chocked, her body on the edge, he pulled out and moved off the bed. As if it was the easiest thing in the world he handed her. She shivered, licking her lips, looking so nervous.Daddy surveyed us then his eyes fell down on Georgia. “You were a naughty slut today, Georgia, by helping my daughter steal my Mustang and wrecking it, weren’t you?”“Sorry, sir,” Georgia said, her voice tight and throaty. “I didn’t think we’d wreck it. We just wanted to show off.”“You didn’t think about the consequences,” he growled. “You and Bess never do. You just think you can do whatever you want. It’s our fault. Your parents, my wife, me..