I had a big tent in my robe. She delighted in turning me on as she looked at it and smiled. &hellip,.. She came over and put my legs together and sat ...n my lap facing me. My cock was now resting up against her pussy. She leaned over on me and started whispering in my ear. (Daddy, I have a confession to make. &hellip,.. Well&hellip,. some of my girlfriends are having sex with their dads. I lied and said I was too, to fit in with them. I cant lie anymore. I want to make it real. If we only do it. ''You accepted a vitamin off of a known sexual pervert? I thought I raised you differently.'' she said, adding a little sarcastic tone to it and forcing a smile out of me. ''You did,'' I reassured her, ''But I wasn't thinking.''''And tonight? What're doing out here?'' she asked. I glanced around and shrugged my shoulders, ''Tonight has been one of the most strangest, but greatest nights of my life. I had to come out here and make sure I wasn't in a dream or something, I needed to clear my head. I was having strange memories erupting as a result and I didn’t know if I could trust that. I tried to clear my head.Mrs. Jordan beckoned me to come and give her a hug. Of course I did. I walked over to where they were sitting on the edge of the spa and she, Sylvia, reached out to hold me by my hips, picking up my penis, glancing at Sister Jane and kind of admiring the thing. “I NEVER in my life expected to see and use a thing like this. It’s a work of art Sister. And you can bet I’m going to. No orgasms, solo or with other people. No playing, no touching, no release...It was hell but it was good. It's been a long time since I genuinely felt frustrated and desperate for a totally kinky fuck.Then the evening came round that we were to meet. Phone calls were exchanged. Champagne was chilled. And finally she arrived. The most voluptuous, totally kinky bitch I'd ever talked to who'd never actually done any of the things she fantasised about.I've met newbies before, but they've always.