Don't you want to make Daddy feel good?"Missy bit her bottom lip and thought. She loved her daddy more than anybody in the world and wanted to do ever...thing for him.She nodded. "Okay, Daddy. If it would make you feel good, I'll do it."Bob reached down and undid the fastening on his pants. He reached into his boxers and pulled his long, thick cock out."Now, Missy, all you have to do is put your mouth on it and suck on it like it's a lollipop. Don't bite it, just be gentle."Missy lowered her head. I am simply not allowed to dress as a man around Jeannine, not that I would ever want to. Both our families have seen me in dresses, and all our close friends too. Jeannine and I met in England when we were both grad students. I come from Manchester, in northern England, but Jeannine is French Canadian, with a touch of Canadian Indian blood in her ancestry, and we now live in Quebec.I have no trouble in going out dressed, even in daylight; and I do much of the grocery shopping. I pass quite. . so he wrote light verse about parenthood. He didn't really write them for kids. You'll notice that I didn't say anything about your being quite apparent." And I'm extremely grateful. I saw a 'wide load' sign on a truck yesterday and thought about stealing it." Hush! You are full and sleek and sexy and incredibly desirable. I worry every time that you drive off that some stranger will see you and grab you away from me." Bob, you have never seen a woman that you didn't desire." ... Less than. Yes. Fuck me, Fuck me hard. Make me cum on that cock of yours” Ally stuck her ass out and I grabbed her hips and pounded her needy pussy. She moaned and it echoed in the shower. It was quite an erotic sound. I grabbed a handful of her gorgeous wavy red hair and pulled it tight towards me. Ally arched her back and I felt her pussy tighten around my cock.“Ally! Fuck! I’m going to cum. Cum with me baby. Oh God, yes”, I didn’t let up fucking Ally. I shot rope after rope of my cum. I didn’t.