..or, given my whim, as taut as any eight inch lash you've ever imagined. Care to see?" "You know, I was thinking of you when I devised it, my little ...ain/pleasure slut. Now here, let me get it right at the juicy little cunt of yours, so neglected but so very, very wet." Allowing first the desired amount of pressure to make caressing tongues, I begin the revolutions of the wheel to create for her an ingenious degree of the best oral sex a woman could ever care to experience. Flipping from under. ” I said.She sat back on her stool and winced slightly. I don’t think it had been up as far as she’d just pushed it.“No, daddy dear,” she said and a big grin was on her face. “You want it out of your Misty - you take it out of her.”“Julie…”“Misty, Daddy. When we’re both stark, bollock naked and at least one of us has got the horn up to his eyebrows, then I’m Misty.”She took my hand and guided it to the protruding end of the massive dildo.“We shouldn’t.” I said knowing that there was no. She didn't really understand this notion of Saturday being different to any other day, and she hated to think what it be would like if there were many people around. But then she was distracted by something new.There was an old man lying on the side of the footpath. He was the first person Sarah had seen who looked like he belonged in her time, rather than this time. With his hair, his skin, and his old clothes, he looked just like an old ex-convict facing his last few days. She'd seen enough. “I know, I know,” I grumbled lamely. “But I was just hoping… I mean, I was really hoping that you might, you know… ” My voice trailed off as I lifted my hands imploringly. Amanda rolled her eyes with a look of immense disgust that almost killed the mood and shriveled my engorged penis to its original size. Almost.“Dishes are done, I’m going to take a shower,” she hastily announced.But I kept her pinned against the kitchen sink. “What if I just bend you over and take your pussy instead?” .