"The trick is, are you selecting one for yourself or for Jezebel?Choose wisely."Irmy looks at hir selection in shock, realizing that hir plan may beba...kfiring, and quickly puts it back on the shelf, with a sheepishsmile. Sie selects a much more modest dildo in Ferrari red. I pick afavorite of mine, a black penis shaped one with 'throbbing' veins alongthe side. (When Valerie is fucking me, dildo training as mother putsit, do I occasionally fantasized that a masculine, sexy, muscular. "You wouldn't want your dear husband to have a fatal accident on the way back from the race track, would you?"Jenny gulped. She relaxed and Andy released his grip on her."Now we can do this the easy way of the hard way. Which would you prefer?" he asked. She looked at the line of eager black studs waiting to have their way with her."Please can you promise me no biting this time?" she asked. Andy smiled."No biting," he affirmed. "But my friends will take you in what ever perverted way they wish". My eyes were wide in surprise. I was immediately aware that I was wearing his shirt. I hoped he wouldn't be mad."Morning, Daddy. I, er, thought you and Mom were gone." Obviously," he smiled, noticing my attire."I'm sorry," I apologized, lowering my eyes."It's okay, baby, just try not to get anything on it, okay? And mom has gone shopping." Okay, Daddy."He was looking at me intently. I knew that look and it gave me chills. I saw his eyes look at the front of his shirt that I was wearing; it was. ‘Because you love me and would do anything to please me and this, darling, pleases me greatly.’ ‘Fine, but remember, you promised me another bed time story,’ Jenny said, her lips forming a pout that was both petulant and erotic. Her blue eyes sparkled above her flushed cheeks and her impossibly beautiful face was framed by hair the color of spun gold. She lay stretched out upon his bed, her wrists secured to the upper, rather ornate, wooden bed posts, her ankles spread and similarly secured to.