"She began to cry, "I was a stupid bitch. Now all day I hear from my daughters that you're a superwoman, a true Fairy. They're discreet so they don't ...alk about John but they call him Daddy instead of Dad between themselves."I wondered, "AM I NOT A LOSER CRIPPLE?"She continued her confession in tears, "I hated John and you both, when I saw your wedding photos. I was so lonely. How could I be such animal that I humiliated a handicapped woman in a crowded Mall?"To be polite, I didn't say you had. When she is feeling good, Erin sticks out her ass and slaps herself when she walks away and she loves to bend over and shake her tits when she washes glasses. Tonight was a good night. As I walked in, Erin was washing glasses and as I approached the bar she looked up and gave the dishes an extra shake. Her left nipple popped out! She shook off a wet hand, grabbed a bar towel, slowly dried her hands and gave the thumb sized jewel a pinch.“Naughty girl!” she said, tucked it away and ran out from. She knew her ass was sensitive, and the visual images, and perceived feelings of getting a cock jammed up there made her wet. The trick, she thought, was to get used to it first. A warm bath, she thought would relax her, and the bottle of wine she had hidden in her secret stash couldn’t hurt… she’d been stealing Dad’s bottles for years, and she had a respectable collection, she’d never bothered to drink any of them barring a shot or two. The more she went over the video in her mind, the more. ... Ma'am.... oooohhh." That's very good, honey, and you're doing a good job." She did so love to make a boy answer a question while his penis was being played with. Boys were so cute when their penises had wise and mature feminine hands at work on them...Irene reached into her pocket and took out a small tube of genital development cream. She paused to lather a portion onto her right hand, and then gripped Craig's head like a door knob in her hand and began to turn back and forth.The.