It was arelatively recent home built eight years before by aretired farmer; a “country-style” house. As they pulledinto the side-access dr...veway, he saw that his ridingmower had been moved to the back yard and covered. Ithad two flat tires. Someone, however, had kept the lawnmowed and trimmed. She must have heard them slamming the car doors, for thebig double garage door began to creep up. Dottie cameout of the garage smiling, tall, elegant and beautiful.She was dressed in an olive. This long distance relationship is aggravating at times, especially when he makes you so hot to be fucked. I have a smile on my face like a cat with a bowl of cream today is different. I planned my next conversation with him, he may think he’s going to work. He laughs every time when I tell him that I ache for him, he enjoys teasing me. Okay, it’s my turn to turn him on, let the games begin. I put my jelly dildo in the freezer before I went to bed last evening, so it would chill really well.. “But first….I want to know which one of our daughters you would rather fuck?” I paused.“What?”“You heard me. Ava or Emily? If you could fuck either of them, who would it be?”“This is nonsense. I don’t want to fuck either one.”“Yes you do. I know you do. But if you had a choice which one would it be?”. She held my dick tight, squeezing and tugging erotically. I groaned with pleasure. “If you got to put your big, hard dick into one of them and fuck them like a good daddy, which one? . “Sure, what can I do for you?” replied the quivering librarian. As the man began to explain his query Samantha took in every detail of his appearance. Close up he was very good looking, the kind of looks that a gorgeous film star would have, deep brown eyes, full lips, dark hair, well dressed. She looked at his hands, they seemed firm.It turned out that he was looking for a book called ‘Poetry of Sex’ by Sophie Hannah. Samantha wondered why he wanted such a controversial book, most people just.