I told her to lie over my knee so I could pull down her panties and swat her cute ass. When I felt that she was sufficiently punished, I wet my finger...with her own pussy juices and then slowly slid it into her asshole. It was how I was to show her that Daddy still loves her. All of this was, of course, fantasy on line.But this morning, our relationship went to a whole new level. It left the world of fantasy and went to real life. While chatting with her on-line, I asked if she was willing to do. It seems like waiting turned out to be a good idea and having wealth didn’t hurt. Because of her swimming times, she tried out for and made the women’s swim team. She couldn’t be happier and as a result, she began working out with the team in August. Most of the girls were friendly enough, but a few were simply mean and wanted nothing to do with her. They had heard she came from money, an immediate turnoff, leading them to believe she simply bought her way onto the team, despite her continuing. My house may be a dump, but it's dry inside."Dena numbly followed me to my rust-bucket of a car and got in, her clothes squelching rainwater onto the seat. When we got to my place, I hunted up a sweat shirt and some sweat pants of mine. Dena was fairly tall for a woman, and my sweats would more or less fit her. I told her to go into my cramped bathroom and take a good warm shower, dry off completely, and put on the sweats. She complied silently, and as she did, I heated up a can of soup and dug. I walked back in and stopped on the previous spot looking at how hot and sexy their panties were, Lindsay looked at my bulge obvious to what it was, her eyes widened, “Wow!” she said softly and it was if her subconscious was talking to her because her legs widened a bit more and I now had a clear view of her white cotton panties and even a few stray hairs poking out the sides.She was transfixed on my bulge, “Come closer daddy, can we see closer?” she asked but Lindsay wasn’t so sure but I moved.