”“Daisy, do you own any sex toys?”She shamefacedly shook her head no.“How do you masturbate?”“Just with my fingers.”“Would you like so...e sex toys?”“I would but I’m afraid to ask my mother. She got pregnant as a teen and has been telling me all my life not to repeat her mistake so she doesn’t even want me to think about sex.”“Maybe your Daddy can give you some sex toys. Daddies like to give presents to their little girls.”“Wow, her Daddy was going to give her sex toys”, she thought. “It was good. She spits at him.Picking up the armrest, letting her see it. 'I'm going to put this under you to get your ass and pussy at a good height and angle'. 'I'll help you move forward on your knees a bit to keep the clamps from hurting too much if you like but if you don't want to move I will just lift you and force it under'.He can see the tension in her body. Thinking it is delicious.'Gonna help me or not'?'Fuck you, you bastard cocksucker'!'Goody'! Swinging his body over her, ramming his powerful. She wore thick rimmed glasses as if she was applying to be a librarian, and they framed her rather large Brown hues very well. The truth was, she was perfect in every way and his couldn’t help but feel an attraction as he stared helplessly from the deck. His gaze kept straight until he realized she had found his eyes as well. They stared into one another’s eyes for what seemed like months, until he noticed the smile upon her perfect face. Upon realizing how sketchy he must have appeared gazing. Your eyes have yet to open. ‘What do you want for breakfast?’ I ask as I walk to the kitchen area in the nude. ‘Mmmm, what?’ is all you can muster. ‘Breakfast I said. You’re not lying in bed ALL day are you?’ ‘Mmeghss,’ your answer is muffled as you twist your face into the pillow. I open the mini fridge and peer inside. ‘I hope that was ‘eggs’, cause that’s all we have for breakfast anyway.’ ‘Mmmm, yeah, eggs, fine.’ You twist and stretch like a cat waking from an afternoon nap. I pause for a.