Dad won’t trust me to shave myself; he won't even let me shower by myself. I'm so used to his big calloused hands rubbing across my small white bod.... He really likes to make sure my strawberry blond hair is clean. Every morning he makes me kneel down on the cold tiles as he washes it. I hate it because my knees still get sore from the tiles every time. Worse still as he takes his time rubbing shampoo and conditioner lovingly into my hair I have to stare at his penis. It's ugly and huge. . It finds an entrance, warm, smooth, not quite as slick, but that can be fixed. The little human thrashes violently in its hold, but a couple more tentacles hold her in place easily as it explores that tiny hole, closed up by a ring of muscles that must be pushed open. It uses the very tip of its smallest tentacle first, spreading slick there, testing the resistance.It feels the vibrations as the human opens her mouth, screams. It doesn’t care. All that matters is how utterly warm this little. I get to have one wish, no matter what it is." Not." she goes to interrupt."I know, the rules. Ok, so almost anything, and I have one day to decide what it will be." You got it, Master. Now, you got any money? I wanna go get a pack of smokes.Three years without a cigarette was too much for me." she asks standing up and holding her hand out."Wait, why should I give you money? You're the genie here, just," he waves his hand in the air, "make some appear." Who do I look like Seigfried and Roy over. He smiled and mouthed me one back. Our thumbs were seductively rubbing each other's fingers in our embrace. I really wanted to kiss Drew but didn't want to do it in front of the other people at the pool. We chatted some more, swam some more, and enjoyed several hours at the pool. Our touching continued and I hoped he was getting as turned on as me. Finally, I couldn't take it anymore."Would you like to go back to my apartment for a while?" I asked, hoping he agreed."I thought you would never.