<strong><span class="bbc_u">Pet</span></strong><br/><br/><em>"You know what I want, what the expect to see.  No control yourself."</em><br/><br/>She say through gritted teeth.  The father is standing at the doorway now.  Watching, waiting to see if she has a handle on the situation.  A mere breath away from issuing that order.<br/><br/>She move around and once again straddle you.  You feel her hands clasp your butt cheeks and she begins to slowly spread them.  You can feel the apprehension.  As if she is expecting you to start up again.  To begin bucking, to once again clench those butt cheeks tight again.