You’ll learn how to use your tongue, your fingers, your breasts, your pussy and ass, to turn your owner on, keep him on the edge for as long as he c...an handle, then bring him off. You’ll rarely touch your owner above the waist, however, and you will never kiss him. I say him, but your owner could be a woman, of course. A woman’s kitten is called a pussy, and they are allowed to go up to pleasure their owner’s breasts, though no higher.?The projector displayed an Asian woman sleeping splayed. Drops of glistening white precum were clustered around the tip. Veins bulged ever so slightly along the shaft, giving it a nearly whimsical look. Daddy immediately wrapped his hands around his own length and began to tug up and down, his eyes cast between my legs. Slowly I began to work myself over again, my own crystal blue eyes locked on his cock. Side by side we worked ourselves over, getting covered in a glistening layer of sweat. After glorious moments were spent masturbating mutually I. I looked at the floor, knowing full well that if I were to look at her, I would also break down in tears.But it was to no avail because I no sooner felt her arms envelop me, than I too, was silently weeping. I had set out to comfort her, but instead she was now comforting me; comforting me even though I was responsible for the whole thing in the first place. I looked into her eyes. What a sight we must have been. Both of us in tears, yet each trying to console the other.I embraced her, my wife. "And don't lie to me again."Ronnie caved. "I'm sorry. I shot it at him like a rubber band. But only because he kept bugging me about wanting to see it."Julie turned back to Nick. "Spank her if she teases you. Got that?"Nick squared his shoulders. "Yes ma'am," he said, darting a glance at Ronnie."Bob is taking me out for ice cream. You two may come if you'll behave yourselves." Us?" Ronnie rolled her eyes. "We never do anything wrong!"She waited until her mother left the room, and then kissed.