Before I even grab for My coffee, I want both kneeling before Me with mouths open. The sound of my soaking wet pussy mixed in with hearing moms moans is almost to much to bare. Big cock He points to a few corners of the room. We decide to take cab back and forth so we don’t have to worry about how much we drink. What went on that night just keeps playing in my head over and over. And that sure did feel good. I look to my daughter and notice she is watching, she doesn’t even seem aware that the guy she is dancing with is getting very handsy with her too. Its not about being mindless, someone weak couldn’t handle being a slave. After we done we go to the kitchen and get His breakfast started. We had the seed of being a slave inside us.




















