Daddy. Call me daddy, baby Daddy, please. I begged. Okay, baby. Be still for me. He said Before I knew it I was writhing on the bed in pleasure as hi... hand stroked my dick at a harder and faster pace than earlier. Daddy! I cried as his pumping stopped completely. I watched his get off the bed and going to a door I hadnt noticed earlier. He quickly came out, a bottle in one hand and some unknown item in his other hand. He set the two items on the bed off to the side and then climbed back onto. He hesitated only a moment, then strolled down the hall and pushed open the door, setting his briefcase down just inside. Listening, he heard music playing in the background, but saw no one. She didn’t have any plans and decided to write – she was working on a collection of short stories, hoping to make a living at it and leave this rat race behind once and for all. She listened to music, having found that it stimulated her creativity, and when she couldn’t express what she visualized, she got. "Lisa’s heart was racing as she bit on her lower lip imagining what was going on the other side of the door. Lisa was thirteen and hadn't been with a guy yet but in her room she had been watching porn and fantasizing about how it would feel. She reached down and slowly starting stroking her fingertips over her bare thigh. She imagined two people having sex. They were faceless at first but the girl's face kept turning into Shauna's. She was confused at first but realizing it turned her on to. ”“And that wasn’t all because you were sucking his cock?”I blushed again. “Jesus, Carly! Okay, maybe partly, but I was only doing that because you asked me to, and I was so horny already.”She laughed. “But you enjoyed it…?”“I… I guess, yeah; I was in the moment. I’d do it again, I think. Maybe.”“Would you like to lick my pussy?”“What, now?”She laughed. After almost losing her the previous day, her every laugh was music to my ears. “Well yeah, now – later too, of course, but I meant now. I think.