The same three inches went in, then out, then back in. With each thrust, he would push a little further, and I felt a little more comfortable with it....Oh, Harry, you don't know how good that feels." I got a thrill of pleasure knowing I made my Dad feel that good. He continued to thrust in and out, and before lone I was able to take as much as five inches. I knew that was my limit, though; I could feel him hitting the back of my throat, and I knew I'd gag if he tried to go further. Fortunately,. It was a text from Paul.So, how’s the date with the creeper going?She shook her head and laughed softly but sent him a response.Well, dinner was a lot of fun, then suddenly he got all quiet on me.Paul hesitated and then answered the text.He’s probably trying to decide which you like better, leaning over a spanking bench or being tied to a St. Andrew’s cross.Emmy grinned.Should I help him out by reminding him that I have no panties on, so taking me over his knee would be a good place to. She settled down to learn basic computer knowledge. It was slow at first, but she bought the little books for ‘dummies’ and read articles online and slowly became less frightened of the computer and more comfortable using it. She started with Email, sending notes and jokes to friends and family. That was fun and easy and she enjoyed finding Email waiting when she came home from work. Then she looked into Bulletin Boards about her favorite hobbies. She found incredibly interesting people all. We stared into each others eyes silently for what seemed an eternity, and all too soon it was over, and he was moving away from me. Sitting on the edge of the bed, he had a worried look on his face. ‘Are you in pain, Lass?’ I shook my head, ‘No. Maggie gave me something vile, and now my head doesn’t hurt at all.’ Cien grinned. ‘I am glad to hear that.’ I smiled up at him shyly, and looked away. ‘I’m sorry I wasn’t able to go on the outing with you.’ Cien waved a hand in the air dismissing.