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I'm sorry. I am hungry! I'm really hungry.” Patrick shrugged, held her plate over the dustbin and poured the food into it. Violet gasped and blowjob frowned at him in anger, unable to control her annoyance with him despite how much he was turning her on. “What the fuck?” she yelled. Her father placed the empty plate on the side and used his free hand to slap her swiftly across the face. The shock of it made her speechless. “Only good girls get fed,” Patrick said, “Now get on the floor.” Still reeling, but unnerved by the edge in her father's voice that used to terrify her as a child, she obeyed and got down on her hands and knees on the cold oral tiles of the kitchen floor. Patrick sat down at the kitchen table and began eating his food. He could feel Violet's eyes bearing into him, but he took satisfaction cum in knowing that the worst punishment he could give her was to ignore her, as he had done for most of her life. He ate as though he cumshot was alone in the room, refusing to acknowledge her presence at all. He decided that if she remained silent and didn't start acting up for attention he would save her some food. It was all part of the training process. The big cock floor was hard enough to hurt Violet's bones, but she sat there anyway. Her father had his back to her, and she would wait for him to finish eating before she spoke again. Perhaps if she apologised nicely enough he would remember that she was his daughter and make her some more food. After a few minutes, which to Violet agonizingly felt like hours, Patrick turned to her and clicked his fingers before pointing to the floor near his feet. She crawled over to him and could see his eyes lingering on her backside which she kept high in the air for him. He placed the plate with some food he had left on he floor. Without a word, holding her weight up with her hands, she bent her head and ate his offerings off the plate with just her mouth. She looked up at him when she had finished and he laughed warmly. We ravaged her well into the night, steam condensing on the living room windows. Her naked body began to steam, her hair big cock began to smoke. “But, I can’t do that. Hearing the word 'gorgeous' Mala squirmed in blowjob delight and questioned softly 'why'? Did she see my cumshot erection? “Bam, you’re dead.” She giggled, “Bam, you’re dead again. She gazed into my eyes. At this point he really just didn’t care. I could just type in the command line and start things going. I was already wet when I put the knickers on but these ‘sessions’ when the vibe burst into life, the knowledge that Jon could start it again anytime and the sweat that was building up oral and couldn’t get out, was giving me a strange feeling. What can you say? Phil thought that once he’d cum gotten this handshake, he would’ve felt calmed.