Vanessa whelped jumping back dropping to her knees as the vibrations became too much, she cried and whimpered as he led her down a narrow corridor tow...ards the lavatory beating her tits as they walked. “I did promise your father I would look after you, but you are a disgusting, filthy, rotten, whore” The master snarled as he stood and watched as she pissed through the slits, she could feel the shit pressing around the plug now, she needed relief her vibrator had stopped all her attentions was on. I normally make it, then put it in the refrigerator for an hour before baking it. That hour in the refrigerator prevents it from getting runny when it's cooked. Daddy was already here, and I didn't want him mad because he had to wait for dinner. But I told him 7:00 and he was almost two hours early. Screw him. I put the Pyrex dish in the refrigerator.I went into the bathroom, washed my face and redid my lip gloss. As I was looking in the mirror, brushing my hair, I wondered why I was going to. Marsha moaned softly, calling out “suck it, please suck it now” and with that my tongue made its way to her clitoris where I began the soft licking and sucking of her clit while my tongue worked on her labial lips. Marsha like most women who got my special treatment went wild and writhed in ecstasy as her hips began thrusting forward to meet my mouth and tongue. Marsha was soon moaning at the top of her voice “Ahhhhh, suck it honey, I’m gonna cum”. Marsha’s body spasmed as her first orgasm. I was trying to help Jonathan do some of the more routine tasks, but soon it was just a matter of waiting. Finally, I stood and walked over to Angela."I think we should go get lunch, Jonathan. Can we bring you back something?" I asked as I took Angela's hand and started leading her toward the door."Just a sandwich of some sort," he called out, engrossed by something under his microscope.I walked with Angela out of the lab and to the car in the parking lot. We took a quick drive over to the.