It’s a countdown. A Cum Countdown actually.I will pick a number and count you down to your release. When I get to “0” you may cum, but not befor...e.During your countdown you may touch yourself as you please. In whichever way feels best. Fingers or toys. Pussy or ass. It’s all about what you need.Ready?Time for a number.100…..Oh! Did I just hear a groan from you? Is that number too high?You may be right. And you’ve been so, so good. Let’s try another.20…..How’s that?19…..18…..17…..16…..That’s it.. So, my Daddy is probably right about all of this.You dress me in one of my birthday present dresses, with just flat shoes and no stocking. You do make me wear one of those dreaded bras, but you have bought me some soft sports bras in pastel colors, so they are not as bad, and actually press my boobs in some so I look more like Daddy’s little girl.We are out the door, and on our way to the airport. Arriving there, you check our luggage, we go through security and are at our gate waiting.You have. " All the girls, even Andi, grinned at this."There is not really a great deal to learn about it, and Melanie hasn't said anything about it being a requirement for any of the activities this week. Basically, you just raise your chin to align your whole mouth and throat, swallow on the way down to fool the gag reflex, push hard when his cock reaches the entrance to your throat and try to keep swallowing, and breathe through your nose once it's in."I tell you what," Andi said with a nod around to. Jack raised an eye brow when she handed him a bottle of soda. She laughed and said, "Sorry honey. I was out of beer."He took the bottle and said, "Well, don't forget it next time, baby. We'll be coming out here a lot so keep a good supply of beer handy for me, honey." I will, dear." she laughed, then leaned over and kissed him again. They sat there and ate lunch and talked about what they would do if they owned this little patch of land in the middle of the woods, laughing at the funny things.