Remember. How should a slut be disciplined?” “A slut has to be discipline with her father's cock, or she will fuck every boy she can and wind up pregnant,” he repeated in a monotone. “That's right. And what is our daughter?” “Valerie is a slut who must be disciplined,” he deepthroat repeated. “And after a slut is disciplined, what is she then?” “A good girl,” he said. “And what do good girls need?” “Good girls Deepthroating need to be encouraged. Good girls need their daddy's cum in their pussies.” “So why did you call 911?” I asked him, moving closer, my naked breasts swaying. I reveled in this power. My husband was so strong, fetish but he couldn't resist the amulet. I just had to fix him, to make him into the perfect man who punished our blowjob little whore of a daughter. “Why pov did you feel so guilty you wanted to turn yourself in?” “She's my daughter,” he groaned. “It's not right for a father to have sex with his daughter. It's incest.” “But what does a good girl need after accepting her spanking?” “Good girls need to be encouraged,” he repeated again in the same cadence. “Good girls need their daddy's cum in their pussies.” “If good girls need their daddy's cum in their pussies, it can't be wrong, can it?” His forehead furrowed. “If good girls need their daddy's cum in their pussies, it can't be wrong. Right?” “Well...” His finger twitched. I twisted the amulet, flashing more light across his face. “It's illegal. He told us they were going for lunch and wanted to see if we’d like to join them. At first he seemed to like it and was moaning and stuff but then he blowjob started shoving more and more cock into my mouth! Over the next 2 hours we managed to go on quite a few slides and rides, but most of the time was spent queuing. This was new territory for her, but she remembered what her friend had done in the basement, and tried to duplicate Jenny’s efforts as she felt for his elongated shaft. “Yeah, just like that, perfect.” His gaze magnified it because that warm tight feeling in my pussy was from him looking at me. I flopped down and rested against one of the twins. The next day, Mollie tried to keep occupied. In my fantasy, neither girl had any pubic hair. I loved this. Both Sandy and Dawn were schoolteachers, Sandy taught twelfth grade English and coached volleyball, while Dawn Deepthroating taught eleventh grade Math. I asked her how she was and she said, “I couldn’t find my pov clothes, but my purse, keys and drivers license were in the car, so I could legally drive home.” The others had been foolish enough to resist and were slain. "I used a condom and I told you about it as soon as I got home. “Right here,” I said as I reached down to my hip pocket, extracted the handkerchief from my pocket, shook it out, and held deepthroat it ready fetish to catch my cum.