"It's magnificent. It's so long and thick. And your cockhead is circumcised. My daddy wasn't. I like that I can see your cockhead. It's very pretty."
"You want to suck it, don't you?" I asked Ivy.
Ivy took a quick breath. "Yes, Sir Daddy."
I looked at Emma. "How does that make you feel, knowing Ivy wants to suck my c**k?"
Emma gulped. "I don't know."
"You can tell him you like the idea," Ivy said
"Quiet, Ivy. Do not speak unless spoken to."
"Sorry, Sir Daddy," Ivy said, closing her mouth but keeping her eyes on my c**k.
"Um, of course Ivy can do whatever she wants," Emma said.
"Does it bother you?" I asked.
Emma gulped. "I don't know."
"Does it make you jealous?"
Emma glanced at Ivy and then me. "A little, I guess."
"How would you feel if I f****d Ivy?"
Ivy's eyes shot open,
