“Thank you, Master. Sleep now. I will clean you. Good night.” With that Ashley again took my cock into her mouth, gently this time, aware of how sensitive it usually is after sex. For my part, I quickly fell asleep under the loving touch of my slave. I don’t know how long she kept at it because I slept through the night. I woke briefly when my wife’s alarm went off. She was, as expected, well rested and feeling great. After a quick glance confirmed that Ashley had dutifully returned her collar to my nightstand I once again drifted off, resigning myself to enjoying a couple more hours of fetish sleep. Later, after my morning trip to the bathroom, I wandered downstairs and into the family room. Chani was already up and watching Saturday morning cartoons. Flopping down in my easy-chair Chani muttered a “Mornin Daddy” without japan turning away. Daddy? There it was again. Whatever had gotten into Chani last night was still in full swing. Her behavior was so odd, what could be causing it...? Even as the question emerged in my thoughts the answer came in the form of my own words echoing back at me, You will always be my little girl. Was that it? Did she take my hypnotic suggestion too literally? That was always a possibility with hypnosis, and I’d see it before, clients who fail to grasp the metaphor and interpret post-hypnotic suggestion literally. I had told Chani that when she was stressed, she could remember that she would always be my little girl. She was under a lot of stress, and she was doing exactly what I had told her; becoming my little girl again. While it was unfortunate that this japanese happened, it would not be difficult to remedy. I would simply put Chani back into trance and remove that suggestion. With such a simple solution in mind, my thoughts returned to the present moment. “Good morning sweetheart.” I finally asian replied looking down at my daughter who was currently lying on her stomach with her chin in her hands and her feet in the air, wiggling them around as she held them up behind her with her knees spread wide. It was then that I noticed exotic what she was wearing, just an old t-shirt and a pair of panties. That in and of itself is not entirely uncommon, but what was unusual was that the t-shirt was way too small and the panties were likewise. Worn and obviously old I suspected that Chani had found them buried deep in her closet. In fact, the leg holes seemed to almost cut into her skin, and the fabric was stretched so tight across her ass cheeks that it was nearly transparent. And what a pair of cheeks they were. I found myself staring at the wondrous round globes. I followed the leg line down past her ass and into her crotch, and when my eyes fell upon the outline of her pussy mound, I choked. The panties were so small that her pubic hair was spilling out of both sides. I had not seen that much of my daughter in many, many years, and the last time she certainly didn’t have the body of a fit and curvaceous woman. Misty’s mound was satiny smooth… and so were the lips of her pussy! He was only letting the head of his dick penetrate me." Quantum Entanglement - 1 "She's a lying whore," Laura said to Michael. This home had also been on japan the market a long, long time. I would just have to hold it in, find an empty exotic container in the pantry, or else pee in my pants. Ajay did not hear her but understood what she was uttering and he smiled at her. "I'm going to asian cum," she whispered almost fetish japanese inaudibly. He searched through the university’s newspaper archives and found a few things she’d written, articles and letters to the editor. Stars washed across my vision as the pleasure surged through me, crashing into my resolve.