They showered afterwards. Jake took the towel from her and began to dry her. Kirsty stood enjoying the attention to her body. His thoughts wandered back to those earlier times with her mum, Jenny. Yes, it had been him fucking her mom all those years ago. Her dad would either potter about in his greenhouse or tend to the garden. Their bedroom overlooked the back garden and in summer the windows would be opened wide, and they would hear him in the distance sometimes, mowing the lawn, while they fucked. Who would have thought that eight years later he would be fucking their daughter!Derek would sometimes walk in on them as they showered and dressed. Jake liked to help dry Jenny’s body too, it increased the intimacy between them after sex. Now he was doing the same with their daughter, Kirsty. He could not help but think about him standing there now watching him dry his freshly fucked daughter. Would he have an erection just like he did then?He lowered himself down on his knees to gently tend to her sex, dabbing instead of rubbing. Jenny was tender down there after a heavy bout of fucking izmir rus escort from him. Kirsty would be the same. Her voice brought his thoughts back to the present. “No one has ever done this to me before,” she commented.“Not even your husband?”She shook her head.“All part of the service,” he said looking up at her.“You can shave it if you want?”Jake dabbed at the curly pubic hairs. “No, you get your husband to do it,” he said, thinking about her dad taking care of her mum the same way.“Do you get all the husbands to shave the wives you are fucking?”He looked up at her. She was fishing. “I try to. It all adds to the excitement of cuckolding. Not just for me but for the husbands and wives too.”Her mouth opened to speak but whatever she wanted to say did not materialise. He stood up and she reached for his erection before kissing him. “So, you want me for a year, do you?”He nodded.“As your slut?”He nodded again.“I had always planned to have three children. Two early on and another when they were in primary school.”“I see.”“So, we could be looking at izmir otele gelen escort bayan five years at least,” she said sinking to her knees.“Mmmmm, five years of being my fuck slut,” he responded as she took the head of his cock to her lips and cupped his testicles.“At least!”“At least,” he gasped as he gripped her head.A few minutes later he came for the final time. Kirsty hungrily gobbled down his jets of cum. She was so like her mum.They dressed quickly afterwards. Jake though, had snatched away her tights out of her hands. “These are not allowed,” he told her.Kirsty smiled. “No pubic hair, no tights, anything else not allowed. sir?”He smiled. He liked that and pulled her to him to kiss her. “Stockings and suspenders are allowed, but the wearing of panties is only allowed if it is absolutely necessary.”“I see, sir. You are quite demanding, aren’t you.”“Very demanding,” he responded. “But then again you are a slut, Kirsty, my slut!”“And if I don’t do as you wish?”Jake pulled away and opened his wardrobe. Kirsty’s jaw dropped Escort Buca as she looked at the slipper in his hand. She looked fearful and yet he sensed excitement too. “I bet you would use it on me as well, wouldn’t you?”Jake smiled. “There’s only one way to find out!”She was about to move away when she suddenly halted and put her hands under her dress and pull down her panties. “They are not absolutely necessary, better not give you an excuse to punish me then.”He reached for her and pulled her to him for a kiss. “You’ve never been punished before, have you?”She shook her head.“I sense a submissive streak in you. You would enjoy it.”“Do you punish other wives you fuck?”Jake smiled. “Only if they need it!”“And how do you know if they need it?”His hand slipped under her dress and his fingers found her sex and slipped inside her. She was wet. He pulled his fingers out and held them against her lips. “Like this,” he told her.He saw that faraway look in her eyes. “Turn around and bend over the bed.”Kirsty spun around and lifted the hem of her dress up before lying face down on the bed. He only hit her three times; not excessively hard, but hard enough to bring squeals and tears to her eyes. Pulling her up, he kissed her. She was hurt, not just physically but emotionally too, all the same, she kissed him and thanked him. Her mum liked the slipper too, but he sensed that Kirsty had a greater depth of submission.