You call an intermission

"Stand up," you order, stepping back from Naomi, your cock slipping out of her mouth with an audible pop. She looks startled as you help her to her feet, her face trembling and uncertain. When you tuck your cock away and take her arm, her eyes widen further, her lower lip quivering.

"Have I...displeased you Daddy..." she whimpers. "I tried so hard...Don't...don't be mad...please..."

"I'm not mad," you say sternly. "But I wondering what's going on with Laurel and Philip."

"But...you were...hard and...hot...and oh God Daddy....please let me finish you..." You give her a sneering smile and pull her close, squeezing her lush rump and making her groan with need. "We...downstairs...we could..."

"I want more than a quick fuck, you horny bitch," you chuckle. "Calm down."

"Yes Daddy," she answers, bowing her head. "I'm sorry Daddy." She looks back up at you with anxious eyes, desperate to please you. You take her arm and lead her towards the stairs and she follows slowly, her face full of confusion.

"Where would they be?"

"We have a...a hobby room...he has his photographs and stuff in there..." she points to a closed door in the upstairs hallway. You smile to yourself and lead her forward towards the door and the muffled sound of moaning and grunting behind it.