The young mistress shook her head. "I'm not sure if I could do that. I've been wanting to make love with you for ages, just like Jenny wanted, but this stuff looks like a lot more serious than I'm ready for."
Sir nodded. "Naturally. It's more commitment than I would expect out of a sixteen year old girl. Well, you’re always free to enjoy my slave while I’m not using her, as long as you don’t prevent her from getting her housework done. With her available to service your needs, you don’t need to have sex with me.”
While he ate his dinner with Jenny under the table between his legs, his daughter asked with hope, "Is there something else that I could do for you? Something where I still get to have sex with you too?”
Sir smiled thoughtfully, playing with Jenny’s hair under the table as she continued to suck him obediently. After considering the question for several seconds, he answered. ”I prefer obedient 24/7 slave girls in my bed, but I’ll think of an alternative suggestion that you might find acceptable. Let’s finish our meal and then talk about it.”
After Jenny had worked on him for a while, he began sound like he might be close. The young mistress asked him, “Can I maybe…”
“Are you ready to become my slave now?” he wondered, petting Jenny’s hair.
“Would it be okay if I just tasted it?”
“My cum?” he asked. She must have nodded without speaking. Jenny thought, The little tramp is trying to tempt him instead of submitting!
He answered. “Take your shirt and bra off.”
Out of the corner of her vision, Jenny saw Tammy’s top fall to the floor, followed by one of those ginormous control bras she had to use on the jugs she carried around.
“You are certainly high quality womanflesh. Slide back from the table.”
Jenny felt huge jealousy as Tammy’s chair moved. But Sir patted Jenny’s shoulder under the table. “Spread my cum around your tits.”
As soon as he pulled out, she did as directed, leaning sideways so she could manage it without hitting her head. Once he finished erupting, he told her, “Now climb onto my daughter’s lap and let her clean your tits off.”
Jenny wormed out from underneath the table, then straddled the young mistress’s lap, standing on her knees on the chair. Tammy tipped Jenny away until she was leaning with the small of her back against the edge of the table, then eagerly lapped up the cum from her tits, sometimes causing her to protest quietly when she nudged Jenny’s freshly pierced nipples.
After watching with a smile until Jenny finished and began nursing on the young mistress’s tit, Sir nodded and said, “Tammy, if you can enjoy the taste of a man’s cum that much without training, then I believe I know a way I could enjoy using you too.”
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