“There you go, just like that, oh fuck her ass” Cindy would say. Although it was difficult to take my eyes off my dick penetrating this perfect a...s, I looked Cindy right in the eyes. Cindy stared right back and ask me “Does it feel good fucking her ass?” “Ohhh yes” I scream out. I mouthed the words “I want to fuck you” to Cindy but she didn’t say anything back (nor did anything ever happen between me and Cindy). Maria’s ass was still tight but it got easier pumping her butt. My cock was. I'm thinking about the boy's heavy balls slapping against my little girl's chin, and about his ass cheeks clenching and unclenching. At some point he'd even be outright fucking her face. My Meagan may be wrapping her hands – her fingers - around his taut buttocks, even delve in between them. Is she nasty like that? I'm fantasizing she is, with me raising her to be open and explorative. To seek what it is that makes her happy.Why is a father fantasizing about some strange boy doing these things. I turned the wrench and the water gushed down into the bucket. She was right and the trap was full of hair. I cleaned out the trap and put the sink back in order.I took the old towels and cleaned up some of the spilt water. Nora came back and asked me if I would like a cup of coffee. I said yes and after finishing my work I joined her in the kitchenette.I had so many questions for her but wasn't sure where to start. After all she was just a customer at this point."Mrs. Norman, is this your. Snaps. Belt buckle. Rivets. We might as well have come through naked." Lisa propped me up and I leaned back against her as we looked around. A white room. No doors or windows. I put a hand to my face to try to stop my bloody nose as I tipped my head back and moaned.A wall opened. That's the best I could describe it. It just opened. Into the room walked an incredibly beautiful blonde, about five-five, buxom, and dressed in a fantasy nurse's outfit. I groaned. It was like one of those Halloween.