Daddy's touch is all that I need to feel like a woman, and when he stares into my eyes, "Holy Shit!"I wanted to do something extra special for my Dadd..., because he deserves to be pampered. But what could I do? Daddy has been to so many exciting places, and experienced so much already. What could I possibly do for my Daddy that would make his birthday unforgettable?I decided fairly quickly that I could not give Daddy any sort of material object for his birthday and have it be all that memorable.. Jill awarded him with a faint, tortured smile. The doctor came closer and got ready to remove the splint. A minute later, he slipped his hand under her calf, lifted her injured leg slightly and pulled the splint out. Jill’s lips parted as she emitted a soft moan. “I am Doctor Pratt. Where do you feel pain, young lady?” the doctor asked. “My thigh,” Jill responded. “I have to cut the stocking.” “I am not going to complain about that.” He pulled her dress up to her hips. His eyes narrowed as. I get out my dildo collection, Peter is surprised by the size and variety at hand.My oh my, you are a cock whore aren't you, get your favourite one and ride it. I grab my John Holmes ultra realistic and a little lube and push the dildo, balls deep into my ass.Peter can barely believe what he sees, wow quite the size queen aren't you Peter proclaims.Right get rid of that, it's time for the real thing, get on your hands and knees. I do as I'm told without hesitation. Are you ready? Yes, fuck. Well I knew exactly what he meant by my "sweet thing" as I had been giving it up to all the Black boys in my school for a year now. As his hands began to unbutton my blouse another of the boys moved closer and began to tug at my skirt. I instinctively stretched out my legs and raised my ass off the carpet so he could slide my skirt off over my sandals. My panties came next. I removed my unbuttoned blouse and my bra was unhooked, setting my tits free and hanging. They threw my clothes in a pile.