I lowered my head and said to her just near her ear, “I don’t know that your Mom means to literally take care of me.” I smiled. ”You'd better let go or you'll get a hand full very soon.” I whispered into her ear and chuckled. “Well I don’t know, were pretty domination liberal in this household and I always do exactly what my parents tell me to do.” She then got a twinkle in her eye and quickly swiped her finger across the butter on her toast and returned her hand to my now raging wood. What with the warm butter, hot hand and her slowly increasing pace I felt the stirrings in my balls. With a sigh of contentment I held her. We were both lost in the moment. I had thought of this scenario in my fantasies of course many times, but only there. The taboo element of it all was only increasing my hardness. We BDSM had come close to but never crossed that line until now. Her warm touch and her fresh morning scent japanese of a just showered girl were all too much she had my cock poking her bare tummy when I shot my load again and again across it. I had both my hands resting on her shoulders and pulled her to me for a tighter hug. Brutal “That was wonderful and gratefully appreciated.” I said. She was spreading my cum across her tummy, rubbing the evidence in to her skin when she said, “Your welcome. “Just don’t expect it every morning but if Mom asks to help you out again, well maybe we’ll see. Now go and sit down and I'll bring your coffee over. Naughty Daddy.” So I composed myself and sat as instructed and watched Alice wander around fixing the coffee's for us. The view did nothing but bring my cock back to a very firm chubby and I absently gave it a stroke and a squeeze. We were a very close family and being nude around each other everyday just brought us closer. We'd often joke about body sizes and pinch and pat those parts but never with the thought of having sex with that family member. Yes I'd wank off to the images of my wife and daughter getting it on, but what guy Slave doesn't dream of some girl on girl action. Amy came and sat with us at the table and over toast and coffee we chatted about the various things we were all going to do. After she got back from tennis Amy was going to finish making and hanging the curtains in the family room and that I was to help with the wall fittings. Alice got up to wash her plate she wanted to work on her tan in the backyard and to do some serious laps in the pool. She left giving us both a kiss on the cheek. Amy and I sat at the table until she said “You don’t have to say anything. I think I know my husband well enough to know that he wakes up with a hard on every morning and that when Alice said that you needed a hand I had to hold back a laugh. I just hope she was able to fix your not so little problem.” I sat there in silence, slightly red in the face. Daddy growled into my asshole as the pleasure rushed through me. My bowels rippled around his probing tongue. “Guess so,” my wife said with a shrug. Only the purest from little college girls.” Me and dad enjoyed doing man stuff together like most fathers and sons do. “Yes, Marcy,” he replied, “seeing your body gives me pleasure.” “Stiff muscles? My asshole convulsed around Mrs. Armstrong's tongue as she thrust it back into me. She swirled it around in me, gasping, moaning. "I really think it's about time you shut the hell up," Ephus stated as he drew the green sword. As her breathing grew more rapid and her body tightened, I could tell she was about to cum. Karen leaned over and put one hand on the bed for balance and reached out with her other hand and wrapped her fingers around John’s ball sac. I look Brutal up as I take as much of his cock in my mouth as I could and he looks down at me with unbridled desire. "What's going domination on David? I’ll japanese be in touch.” The voice belonged to my Uncle Bruce. You see Amanda wasn't very smart. “Oh, I’d better go and get you some cash then. I also spent Slave time daily enjoying BDSM the sights of some favorite porn sites.