Ean was waking up. There were maybe three more gusts of his wind from his nose as I felt his hard penis press harder into my leg. Once I saw his eyes ...open though, he suddenly backed his pelvis away.“Sorry.”“No,” I defended him. “I want you to have sex with me.”“What?” His voice was almost offensive to me as if I was a bad person for wanting it.“Please. For punishment. I want you to use my body nonstop. I swear I won’t like it but I know I deserve it. That’s all I’m good for now. Just use me. It. “Thank you,” I whispered and then leaned over. I kissed him so hard. I showed him how much I loved the mind-control devices that he created. I loved my husband with all my heart. My daughter squirmed beneath me, feeling so cute and hot.When I broke the kiss, I moaned, “Is there any way to make your device easier to use? Those hex codes...”“I'll have Vivian work on it,” he promised me. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~Dean MichaelsMy second day running the mind-control device at my college had been. It was an effort not to yank her away from the counter and pull off the camisole to get at her breasts. They swayed with her movements and he ogled, guilt-free, as she mixed everything together and her breasts bounced under the material. If she was going to dress like that, then by God he was going to enjoy it. He considered it an early Christmas present. She shot him coy glances every so often as she mixed up the dough. Once it was done, she placed some on a sheet of wax paper covered with. I turned her around and grabbed both tits through she shirt and she let out a moan. I knew she was mine. I went up her shirt and pulled her nipples out playing with them, pinching them, and her knees started to buckle. Her ass pressed again me and I slid my right hand down between her legs to feel her dripping wet, shaved pussy. She pushed off me and said "No go jerk off nothing more." She was serious she laid back down and pulled the blankets over herself. So I laid in my bed took off my.